Alfred: Where's Probst?
Roz: He just left. He wasn't feeling well.
Niles: Yes, I hope he's alright, poor man.
Alfred: Well, who cares? I never liked the old coot anyway.
Niles: You didn't?
Alfred: I was planning on voting for you tonight just to annoy him.
Carol: Me, too!
Niles: Well, why don't we vote right now?
Alfred: Consider it done. You're in, Crane. Welcome back. Carol, let's get out of here.