Bebe: [answering the phone:] I told you, no calls. What about my sister? [to Frasier and Roz:] One second. [on the phone:] Did the air bag deploy? Look, I'm gonna to have to call you back. Frasier's here, and my
clients come first! [sobbing] Sorry, you were saying?
Frasier: Since the moment we met you have shown yourself to be ruthless and untrustworthy. As these are qualities I do not wish to have associated with my name, I think it's best we simply part-
[The phone rings again. Bebe places it on speakerphone]
Bebe: What did I say about calls?!
Girl: [sobbing] Auntie Bebe?
Bebe: Oh, Suzy. Sorry to hear about your mummy's accident.
Girl: I'm frightened, Auntie Bebe.
Bebe: Don't be, little one.
Girl: If mummy goes to heaven, will you take care of me?
Bebe: Of course, my little lamb. Assuming that I have the resources.
Frasier: Bebe, you know I can't help noticing that none of your outside lines are lit up.
Bebe: [crying:] The bulbs are broken! [on the phone] Auntie has to go. I'm with a client and you know what we say about clients.
[Frasier opens Bebe's office door to reveal Vera, Bebe's assistant, on the phone]
Vera: They always come first.