Frasier: Oh, dear, there's Chuck Ranberg. Roz, you've got to tell him he doesn't have the job.
Roz: Why can't you tell him?
Frasier: I'm sorry, I can't hear the man speak without just descending into giggles.
Roz: Oh, you are such a child!
Chuck: Hi, guys.
Roz: Hey, Chuck, how's it going?
Chuck: Oh, tewwible, Woz. My wife was in the Cawwibean and she weft me for a Wastafawian.
[Roz starts laughing]