Charmaine: Blanche, we're an awful lot alike. Too much alike. It's probably why we never got along. That also might be the reason why you thought the book was about you.
Blanche: My God, you're right. Oh, uh, except for that part where Vixen is terrified of losing her looks and growing old alone. I have never felt like that.
Charmaine: Course! Me neither. That's what makes it fiction.