Dorothy and Sophia and standing in the kitchen. Dorothy is wearing a formal dress, and Sophia is pinning it to make alterations. Blanche walks in.
Blanche: Well girls, I did it. I finally broke down and bought that dress I've been eyeing for a month.
Dorothy: I thought you were going to wear that same silk dress you wore to last year's banquet.
Blanche: Oh no, I changed my mind. I decided too many people would recognize it. It is such a stunning shade of green.
Sophia: The only thing they'll remember is the way you fall out of it.
Blanche: Oh Sophia!
Sophia: If you asked people the color, half of them would say "flesh tone."
Blanche: Sophia!
Dorothy: Blanche, forgive her. Ma is a little irritable today. She doesn't have a date for the banquet.
Sophia: I'm just picky. The banquet dinner is a big deal. I don't want to go with just anyone,
Blanche: Well you know, I don't have a date yet either.
Dorothy: Blanche Deveroux can't find a date?!
Blanche: Oh, don't be ridiculous! My only problem is trying to decide which one of my many suitors to flatter with an invitation. After all, it's the social event of the season.
Dorothy: I guess you'll just have to break a few hundred hearts.
Blanche: I know. I haven't had to break so many hearts since Daddy tore down the tree house.
Saturday, December 18, 2010
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