Frasier: Portia, I'm sure you're a lovely person, and I applaud your effort to find a new career, but not at the expense of my own.
Portia: But you haven't heard my ideas yet.
Frasier: Nor will I. How can I make this any clearer to you? You are not my agent. You're not going to be my agent. Not now. Not ever. So go practice on someone else's time, and leave me alone.
Roz: That was brutal.
Frasier: [sighs] Don't worry, Roz, I'll be okay.