Craig: So Roger, I hear you're a big golfer. What do you shoot?
Frasier: Well, you know, actually, since I've met Roz, I don't get much time for golf.
Denise: Well, don't get too used to that, Roz. I've been a golf widow ever since I've been married. It's like a disease with them.
Frasier: Well, maybe with most men, but not with me. I mean, my spare time is precious, so I like to spend it with the people that I love, like Roz and Alice, and who knows, maybe someday some more little ones. Especially if they look like this here.
Roz: Oh, my. I hated that picture. Big ugly glasses and... I guess I was trying to look like Dorothy Hamill.
Denise: We warned you not to get that haircut, but you insisted.
Frasier: You know, if I'd met this girl in the fifth grade, I wouldn't have dated anybody else. Gosh, can I get a copy of this for my desk at work?
Denise: You have a desk?
Frasier: Dashboard.