Blanche: I am going to be a model. There I was, sitting at the lunch counter, and just like Miss Lana Turner, I was discovered. Well, not exactly like Miss Lana Turner.
Rose: You mean she was sipping a soda and you were scarfing down your usual lumberjack breakfast.
Blanche: Oh, Rose. Silly, silly, water-retaining Rose. She was discovered for the movies. I was discovered by a print ad photographer, and the shoot's today.
Dorothy: Oh, Blanche, haven't you had enough problems with photographers? Remember the last time? Sure, the pictures turned out fine, but it cost your friend his party's nomination.