Claire: Sophia.
Sophia: Nah, César Chàvez. I got hungry.
Claire: They giving you a hard time, too?
Sophia: Nah, I just can't pick out a decent nectarine. This way they do it for me.
Claire: Why don't you just ask for help?
Sophia: Help? You know who helps old broads like us? Boy scouts in cartoons. We gotta look after ourselves. They giving you any trouble?
Claire: I can't get a refund on this lamb chop. It looked fine in the case, but when I got it home the bottom was all fat.
Sophia: Come with me.
Claire: Sophia, I don't wanna make trouble.
Sophia: When's the last time you saw me make trouble?
Claire: Aisle three.