Rose: Well, I never had food like that in my life.
Blanche: Now, I spent a summer in Italy four years ago. I never ate this well. 'Course, I never ate. Who'd have the time or the energy, if you get my drift.
Rose: No.
Blanche: Oh, Rose. Italian men are just the sexiest, most romantic, most gorgeous men in the world. Of course they just worshiped me because I'm blonde and feminine and young, with a great body.
Dorothy: What mirror do you use?