Rose: There was a time in my life when I wanted to leave St. Olaf. I just didn't feel it was big enough for me. I had my eye on the Great White Way. So I went to St. Gustav, the city that never naps. That first night I walked around in amazement. They had their own Fotomat! Of course, it wasn't as large as the Fotomats you see today. Now, here's the scary part. Suddenly, I realized I was this frightened little girl alone in the big city.
Dorothy: Accident, my foot!
Rose: It started to rain, and I stood there in the middle of the town square and cried.
Sophia: Gloria was the one who had to get the rabies shot.
Dorothy: I was a biter.
Rose: There I was, drenched, and someone yelled out: "Hey! Don't you have enough sense to come in out of the rain?" Well, then it hit me. And when I went home to St. Olaf, I passed on this bit of street-smart savvy. The next thing you know, in St. Olaf the in thing was coming in out of the rain. I was the town celebrity. Until the phrase "Watch out for that tractor" caught on.
Blanche: What in hell does this have to do with sisters?
Rose: Didn't I mention? St. Olaf and St. Gustav were sister cities.