Choreographer: Kirby, please show the lady to the wings.
Diane: Oh, no, no, please. I must prove to you that I indeed belong in your fine fraternity. Kirby!
Choreographer: I'm sorry, miss, but we just don't have time for this right now.
Diane: I don't have much time myself. A dancer's career is not a long one. I'm sorry, but it's true. I have a dream: to be a dancer. And in order for it to come true, you must see me dance. Oh, yes, my technique is not quite as polished as it should be, but is that all there is to art? Mere technique? Or is it not the passion and emotion and pain that lie deep within our souls? For I have that emotion. I have felt that pain. I... I am a feeling person, and I can communicate those feelings to you through dance, so judge me not by what my arms and legs are doing. Judge me by what I make you feel. No, most importantly, judge me for I must dance. Damn it, I must!
Choreographer: Well...
Diane: Oh! Thank you! You won't be disappointed.
[Frasier and Sam appear in the wings and bicker with each other. As Diane prepares to dance, Frasier walks out on the stage and whispers in her ear]
Diane: Never mind.