(Hearing Dorothy say she got Flowers From Stars and She thought they wouldn't believe her)
Sophia: And why wouldn't we Miss Junior Prom 1948?
Dorothy: (warning tone) Ma, you promised.
Sophia: (To Girls) Dating the quarterback she says, buys her own corsage and spends the rest of the evening in the basement slow-dancing with a rake. She would've gotten away with it, but while she was giving herself hickeys with a vacuum cleaner she stepped into a puddle!