Dorothy: Uh, Blanche, not to doubt your stamina, but don't you think those men are gonna be bored? Oh, of course not.
Blanche: Dorothy, tonight's a full moon. A night when men's passions, like the tides, are pulled to their highest, achingly unbearable peak.
Dorothy: Oh, come on, Blanche. You really think a full moon can do all that?
Blanche: Well, just in case, I'm also filling a watermelon with tequila.