Martin: Oh, don't be sore. I'll get to the ventilation system eventually.
Frasier: You went back on our agreement. I'm the one who's supposed to call the shots around here.
Martin: Our agreement was that we'd get wider parking spaces, but you blew me off. As far as I'm concerned the agreement is over. Besides, I think I have a knack for this president thing. Now, I'd like to keep you on my team, but, uh, if it's too rough for you, just say the word.
Frasier: Well, well, well. The puppet thinks he's a real boy.