Roz: Hey, aren't you going to the staff meeting?
Frasier: No, no, no, just tell them that my aunt died. I'm off to her lawyer's now, she put me in charge of her memorial.
Roz: Oh, I'm so sorry.
Frasier: Oh, don't be, she was a dreadful old harpy. Made everyone's life around her miserable.
Roz: That should look nice on her headstone.
Frasier: Well, I don't mean any disrespect but you know, the entire time I knew her she never said anything to me that wasn't scornful, derisive or contemptuous.
Roz: So how come she made you in charge of her memorial?
Frasier: I was her favorite!