Rose: I just got a call from Thor Anderson in St. Olaf. He's going to be in Miami next week, and we're getting together for dinner and to talk about old times.
Dorothy: So?
Rose: I don't know a Thor Anderson in St. Olaf. But he certainly knew me. Boy, it's finally beginning to happen. I'm getting old and forgetting things, forgetting people who, at one time, were important to me.
Sophia: Don't be ridiculous. You're as mentally fit as you ever were. We all are.
Rose: Oh, thank you...
Sophia: Sophia.
Rose: Sophia.
Sophia: You're welcome...
Rose: Rose.
Sophia: Rose.