Roz: You're absolutely right, Frasier. Forget it, Bebe. No way.
Bebe: That voice. I could listen to it all day. It's pure, yet smoldering, like a nun with a past.
Roz: You think so?
Frasier: No, Roz, don't look her in the eye.
Bebe: I could triple your salary. Voice-overs, commercials...
Frasier: Roz, listen to me, for God's sake. If you've got the tiniest shred of sense or dignity left, remember what this woman did to you this afternoon and renounce her. She has no scruples, no ethics, and no reflection!