BLANCHE
lightly
: Honey, do me a favor. Run to the drugstore and get me a lemon-coke with plenty of chipped ice in it!--Will you do that for me, Sweetie?
STELLA
uncertainly
: Yes.
BLANCHE
The poor little thing was out there listening to us, and I have an idea she doesn't understand you as well as I do ... All right; now, Mr. Kowalski, let us proceed…