“You wouldn't understand, dear. It's called style.”
“Man, Grandma, what big hair you have.""The better to style with, my dear.”
“Dear Diary, Oh, it's all too much to explain and you wouldn't believe it anyway. I'm going to bed. Bonnie”
“The problem with at-home IQ tests is that too many people wouldn't understand the results. Calling customer service is a bad sign.”
“. . . I do not tell you often enough, dear Mother, how very grateful I am that I am yours. It is a rare parent who would offer a child such latitude and understanding. It is an even rarer one who calls a daughter friend. I do love you, dear Mama.”
“My dear girl, you don't consent to an abduction! You consent to an elopement, and I knew you wouldn't do that.”