Blanche: We are going away on a romantic cruise to the Bahamas with Jeff and Rich and Randy. In this day and age it might be a good idea to take along some protection.
Rose: What kinda protection?
Dorothy: Two armed Pinkerton guards! No, Blanche is talking about...
(drawing Rose's attention to items on a nearby shelf)
Rose: A Nestle's Crunch?
Dorothy: One over.
Rose: An enema bag?
Dorothy: To the right.
Rose: Dentu Grip?
Dorothy: Condoms, Rose! Condoms! Condoms! Condoms!
Drugstore Clerk: Hey, take it easy lady! You just get out of prison?