Frasier: Oh, Roz, hey, come and join me. I'm in a bit of a pickle. I'm not sure the Grants are the right family for our house.
Roz: Who?
Frasier: The Grants. The people who moved into the house we built.
Roz: You went back there?
Frasier: Just a few times, yes, to try to share with them the principles of decor, room flow, general livability. Then they literally showed me the door. Yes, Roz, the very door I hung for them in the first place. Take a moment to digest the irony.