Marguerite: Alright, I won't go on with this charade any longer... there is something else -- I'm black. If that's a problem for you, I'm white. Of course that will cost you extra.

 

Dorothy: Oh, Marguerite, I could kiss you!

 

Marguerite: And I don't go for that freaky stuff.

 

Rose: [while Blanche is sitting next to her] Neither do Dorothy and I.