Sophia: Pussycat! Pussycat! I witnessed a miracle! The Pope came to the hospital and blessed Agnes. He answered my prayers! He answered me! Oh, ye of little faith.
Blanche: Oh, you must feel special, Sophia. You must feel blessed.
Sophia: And hungry. Come on, Rose, let's go into the kitchen and whip up some loaves and fishes.
Rose: Oh, he had the most beautiful blue eyes.
Sophia: Yeah. All the cute guys are either married or popes.