Diane: Now look here, Lilith, you needn't worry about Frasier carrying a torch for me. I assure you he feels nothing but resentment toward me. He knows I was using him to forget the real love I felt, and feel, for Sam here.
Sam: Is there any more Chex Mix?
Diane: You see, Sam is my real love. I'm ashamed to say that Frasier was a convenient dalliance on my part, at a time when I needed someone, anyone. I'm sorry it was him.
Lilith: So, essentially, Frasier was a toy you played with briefly and then threw away.
Diane: Well, it wasn't that bad.
Lilith: A fellow human being, whose emotions you twisted for your own satisfaction, with no consideration for his feelings.
Diane: Frasier had some fun. We would speak nothing but French on Sundays.