The Golden Girls1985

Dorothy Petrillo Zbornak:
Ma, we need to talk. I waited up for you until two in the morning, and you still weren't home.

Sophia Petrillo:
Oh, yea, Gertie and I and some of the girls went to Wolfie's to pick up guys.

Dorothy Petrillo Zbornak:
I called Wolfie's at 11, you weren't there.

Sophia Petrillo:
Guess who got lucky?

Dorothy Petrillo Zbornak:
Oh God!

Sophia Petrillo:
What can I say? A couple of egg creams, the bright fluorescent lights, and a retired jeweler named Shlomo all conspired to make a night of enchantment.

Dorothy Petrillo Zbornak:
Not for me. I can't tell you the horrible thoughts I had about what might have happened to you, although none as horrible as what you just described.