[fantasy:]
Dorothy: Now, calm down. Calm down. Now, everybody, calm down. So, Blanche, how did you die? I was 92-years-old, and I'd just met this really cute little tennis instructor, so I told him I needed lessons. Well, he came over to the house and I was in the bathtub. So I asked him if he would mind spongin' off my back. He said, "Sure.
" So I waited a little while before I made my move and-
Dorothy: Oh, this is disgusting. I mean, right up until the end you-
Blanche: My final words were, "Thank you, baby. Glub, glub, glub."