Bebe: Portia will merely be looking after the day-to-day details, freeing me up for the big picture.
Frasier: Really?
Bebe: Of course. You are the rock upon which this agency is founded, upon which we continue to thrive!
Zach: Oh, sorry to interrupt, Bebe, but we have reservations at one o'clock.
Frasier: Dr. Zach. What is he doing here?
Bebe: Dr. Who? I'm confused, who are you?
Frasier: For God's sake, Bebe!
Bebe: [pushing Dr. Zach out] You were supposed to meet me in the restaurant, whoever you are!