Roz: So, should we order a pizza?
Frasier: Sorry?
Roz: Those PSAs you promised you'd help me with are due tomorrow.
Frasier: Oh gosh, Roz, I really am sorry. You know, it seems Mrs. Delafield's daughter is coming here to join us as an intern. I promised Kenny I'd show her around and take her to dinner.
Roz: So, while I'm working late, eating my vending-machine dinner, you'll be out having a gourmet meal with some cute rich girl.
Frasier: Oh, you can make anything sound unfair.