Rose: I should have said no to the Miss St. Olaf beauty pageant. It was 1951. That was the first year they let humans enter too. I was way ahead after the evening-gown and log-rolling competition. People don't realize how hard it is to roll log when you're wearing an evening gown. And the shocker is I lost out on the intelligence quiz.
Dorothy: Quelle surprise!
Rose: Don't I know it. They asked me to name the seven dwarves, and I did. But evidently I didn't name the seven they had in mind.
Dorothy: Rose, hand me that newspaper.
Rose: No. You're gonna hit me with it.
Dorothy: No, I won't.
Rose: You promise?
Dorothy: I promise. [Dorothy hands the newspaper to Blanche, who hits Rose with it]