Roz: I just wanted to see for once in my life what it would be like to be a blonde. I thought I'd wear it down to the bar one night. Pretty pathetic, huh?
Frasier: On the contrary, Roz. It's- It's quite becoming. It's like you're Roz but not Roz.
Roz: [in a sultry voice] Hello stranger. You here for the conference?
Frasier: Yes, I am.
Roz: Is this seat taken?
Frasier: It's been waiting for you all its life. Champagne?
Roz: Well, I'm not sure I should. I already had one glass, and it went straight to my head. I feel like maybe I should lie down.
Frasier: You could use my room.
Roz: Are you sure you're a gentleman?
Frasier: Well, I do prefer blondes... [They start laughing]
Roz: God, how many times have I had that conversation?