Sophia: Oh, here's a picture of Dorothy's ninth birthday party. Look how scared the clown looks.
Dorothy: You know, I can't believe you actually got a clown for my birthday. I can still see his big red nose and those huge black circles around his eyes.
Sophia: Oh, he wasn't a real clown. He was a friend of your father's. He'd been beaten up the night before. We gave him a couple of bucks.
Dorothy: I guess that's why he kept saying, "Now, remember, kids, nobody likes a squealer."