Roz: Hey, Frasier. Wait 'til you see this. It is so cool.
Frasier: Really? Well, I could use something to balm my wounds. Painful as it is, I've come to accept that I shall never pass through that spa's gold door.
Roz: Anyway, I was filing your new head shot...
Frasier: Yes?
Roz: And I started looking at your old ones, I went back to when you first started. [flipping through the head shots] Woo.
Frasier: What am I looking at?
Roz: Oh, it's like an animation of your hairline receding. Isn't that great? Okay, wait now, here's the good part: it's growing back! Receding. Growing back.
Frasier: Yes, yes, all right, Roz. That's enough! All right!