Dorothy: Hello, hello. Hi, Blanche. How are you, sweet Mother?
Sophia: We're out of pepperoni!
Dorothy: Did you call Dan Rather?
Sophia: I'm starving.
Dorothy: I defrosted some chicken. We'll eat in half an hour.
Sophia: I can't eat chicken. It repeats on me.
Dorothy: Ma, you don't have to make excuses. If you don't want chicken, just say "I don't want chicken."
Sophia: I don't want chicken.
Dorothy: Good.
Sophia: It repeats on me. I want pepperoni.