Quote from Blanche in Mrs. George Devereaux
Rose: Blanche, look at all these flowers! Sophia: Oh, my God. Who died? Did one of us die? Blanche: They're mine, Sophia. They're from a secret admirer. Dorothy: Ma, look. I got flowers. Two bouquets of lousy, stinking flowers. Blanche: They're from my secret admirer, Dorothy. Do you like 'em? Every single one of 'em?