Roz: You're going to have to choose, Frasier.
Frasier: You will not put me in this position, Roz. We will discuss it later!
Roz: [shouting] No! Tell me! It's her or me! Tell me now, or I swear to God I will walk out of here and I will not come back!
Frasier: [walking over to Julia] Thank you, Julia, I think I will have some cake.
Roz: [faintly] Fine.