Two-Bit meeting Cherry and Marcia.
Two-Bit: Who's this, your great-aunts?
Cherry: (without missing a beat) Great-grandmothers, twice removed.
Two-Bit: Shoot, you're ninety-six if you're a day.
Marcia: I'm a night.
Two-Bit: Brother, you're a sharp one. Where'd you two ever get to be picked up by a couple of greasy hoods like Pony and Johnny?
Cherry: We really picked them up. We're really Arabian slave traders and we're thinking about shanghaiing them. They're worth ten camels apiece at least.
Two-Bit: Five. They don't talk Arabian, I don't think. Say something in Arabian, Johnnycake.