It isn't what they say about you. It's what they whisper.
~ Errol Flynn- - - - -
Dottie: Just ignore Felicia, Rhoda. She thinks she better than everyone else.
Rhoda: But why, Dottie? Why does she think she's so great?
Dottie: Because she doesn't have just a plain fabric head.
Rhoda: So she's hard-headed?
Dottie: Yes. Exactly.
Rhoda: But why is that good?
Dottie: It's not, Rhoda. She just think it's make her better. It doesn't. It just makes her different.
Rhoda: Like a baby chick with a broken wing?
Rhoda: And don't the other baby chicks peck the one with the weird wing to death?
Rhoda: So shouldn't we --
Dottie: Rhoda, stop.
Rhoda: I mean, if she's --
Dottie: Rhoda, I said stop. She's different, but she's still like us, too.
Rhoda: I don't see how. She doesn't have on blue. She doesn't have yarn hair.
Dottie: But she has fabric arms.
Rhoda: Is one of them broken?
Dottie: Rhoda - you have to stop that.
Rhoda: Okay. I will.
Rhoda: Until she falls asleep.
Dottie dropped the conversation at that point because Felicia's eyes were painted on.
So, I was going to finish this by saying, "But Dottie vowed then and there NEVER to introduce Rhoda to _______" and I was going to fill in the blank with the name of a doll with closing eyes, but I couldn't think of one and then I went to look it up and I found a listing on eBay for "doll eyes" and I thought about a pile of doll eyes and I got freaked out.