Roz: Oh, my God. It's that free ski weekend.
Frasier: Oh, Roz.
Roz: Listen to this: "Dear winner, you will enjoy a one-weekend rental of a deluxe private ski lodge on Mt. Baker, complete with lessons from a former Olympic champ".
Frasier: That is a grand prize indeed. I must admit, I'm just a bit envious. Well, listen, I hope you have a wonderful weekend.
Roz: Well, thank you, Frasier.
Frasier: It just seems a pity you won't be able to take advantage of those ski lessons.
Roz: Well, there'll be other stuff to do.
Frasier: Oh, tons, tons. Just because you can't ski or for that matter hike, sled, or snowboard, doesn't mean you can't still curl up in by a roaring fire with a nice warm snifter of- Oh, sorry.
Roz: Well, the scenery will be nice.
Frasier: Breathtaking. I just hope you can endure the four-hour drive up there, and you so carsick these days.
Roz: OK, Frasier, I know what you're hinting at. This is the first thing I have ever won in my entire life, and it means something to me. So I'm not going to sell it, or give it away, or trade it for a...
Frasier: Big-screen TV?
Roz: Key's in the envelope.
Frasier: Thank you.