Rose: Well, it started forty years ago.
Dorothy: Oh, my God.
Rose: At my wedding in St. Olaf's Great Shepherd Church. Oh, it was beautiful. Especially when all those balloons dropped from the ceiling.
Dorothy: You had balloons in the church?
Rose: Well, it's not as if we filled them with air. We learned our lesson. You put air in them, and the St. Olaf Boys' Choir would use them to make those disgusting noises.
Blanche: Go on with your story, darling. I care deeply.
Rose: Well, after the wedding, Charlie and I had the most exciting, passionate night of our lives. After that, whenever we'd go to a wedding, we'd end up going home and putting on the cast album of Song of Norway, and going crazy on each other!
Dorothy: What are you saying, Rose? Weddings get you hot?
Rose: Yes. I mean, it was fine while Charlie was alive, but oh, I'll never forget that first wedding after he died. So now you see why I can't go if Miles is gonna be out of town. I might end up almost going to bed with the caterer again.
Blanche: Rose, I want to help, but first you have to tell me what the problem is.