"Here, honey; Loo's got a dime for you."
"Sending that child out along your own loose ways, instead of seeing to it she stays home to help ma do the dishes!"
"I'll do the dishes for ma."
"It's bad enough for one to have the name of being gay without starting that child running around nights with—"
"Ida Bell!"
"You dry up, Ida Bell! I'll do what I pl—ease with my di—uhm—di—uhm."
"If you say another word about such stuff in front of that child, I'll—"
"Well, if you don't want her to hear what she sees with her eyes all around her, come into the bedroom, then, and I can tell you something that'll bring you to your senses."
"What you can tell me I don't want to hear."
"You're afraid."