Roz: When I was seven, my mom and dad took me to the mall to see Santa, and they were going through their divorce at the time, so they were barely talking. Anyway, when I sat down on Santa’s lap, I started to cry. And he was just so nice. He made me feel safe and protected. I don’t know, it just made me feel special. So, if I could do that for just one little kid, you know, I’d like to do that.
Frasier: I’m sorry I laughed at you, Roz. You should be very proud of yourself.
Roz: Thank you. And I better go before I’m late.
Frasier: Oh, right. You know what? I’m going, too. I’ll walk with you.
Roz: Okay. [As Roz starts to walk away, her shoes jingle]
Frasier: Actually, Roz, why don’t you just go ahead. I’m going to get myself a scone.