Rose: Blanche, I am furious. I mean, first you take my car without asking. And then, when you have it, you show complete disregard for my personal property.
Blanche: Rose, please have a little compassion. I was just in an accident.
Rose: Well, what do you want me to do, carry you to your room? Massage your neck? Make some cocoa?
Blanche: Diet cocoa. I'm going out again tomorrow.