Margie: Edna, look how pretty I look today. This yellow dress is so becoming with my yellow shoes and this white bow in my hair. I don't look a day over 29. Isn't it nice to feel so lovely and girlish?
Edna: Oh my Lord. The doctor told me when you get like this, I'm supposed to go along with your delusions, so here goes. Yes Margie, you look very nice today! What's the occasion? You don't usually get this dressed up just for me, that's for sure.
Margie: I invited the pastor and his wife over for dinner. It'll be fun because I know how you like that Sandra Lee on the Food Network and I've made sure everything matches.
My outfit matches our kitchen curtains, the tablecloth, and the food. You need to go put on something that matches too.
Edna: You're right, I do like that Sandra Lee! She's so creative, and I just love how she mixes homemade items with prepared food, it's very clever how she does it.
I have noticed that she tends to match her set to what she's wearing, and sometimes even to the color of the food. But Margie, are you sure this is a good idea? I doubt even Sandra would do that with the pastor coming to dinner.
Margie: Edna, who died and left you in charge? You constantly find fault with me. I invited our guests and I can do as I please.
Go call Sandra if you don't like it. You best mind your manners too.
Edna: Good Lord, I try and be the voice of reason and tact and this is the thanks I get! Well fine, go ahead and have your yellow color-coordinated lunch, but don't expect me to join in. I'm going to go put on a red dress. And I'd better not find out that you used my credit card to buy all those yellow place mats, tablecloths, curtains, and...good heavens, is that a yellow checkered area rug?
You have plumb lost your mind.
Margie: Edna, I'm going to ask the pastor to pray for you. And, I don't think Mrs. Pastor will approve of your red dress.
Edna: Don't you worry about Mrs. Pastor, Margie. She'll be so blinded by all the yellow, she won't even notice my dress.