Blanche: I just didn't want to face you after all those things I said.
Dorothy: Honey, honey, I understand. I understand why you were so upset.
Blanche: I'm not really sure you do, Dorothy. You see I threw myself at Ted and he just tossed me aside like a ratty old pair of sweat socks. Well, I'm not like you, Dorothy. I'm not used to that kind of humiliation. I've never told anyone this before, but I have a fragile ego.
Dorothy: It'll be our little secret.