Rose: Of course, that was before he met Blanche. Pretty, affectionate, fun-loving Blanche. Say, where is old Happy-pants?
Dorothy: She and Ma went to the Philharmonic.
Rose: I thought you were going to that.
Dorothy: Why bother? It's not like I'd be able to enjoy it.
Rose: True. On the other hand, Beethoven was also deaf, so you'd be hearing the music the way he wrote it.