Roz: I have got to wake up. I'm on my way to an interview. I mean, I'd kill for a cup of regular coffee, but I'm still nursing so I can't. You know, it was all I could do just to get myself dressed and then feed the baby this morning.
Frasier: Yes, well, next time maybe you should try feeding first and dressing second.
Roz: [noticing a large stain on her shirt] Oh, my God. How did I miss this?
Frasier: On the plus side, it does divert the eye from the blueberries in your teeth.
Roz: What? I can't go to this interview like this.
Frasier: Of course you can.
Roz: Oh, I'm just gonna call and cancel.
Frasier: No, no, no, Roz, please. Just check your teeth, put your jacket on and I swear you'll look every inch the smart career gal on the go. There.
Roz: Thanks, Frasier.
Martin: [entering] Hey, Roz. Is that the newest thing, wearing two different shoes?
Roz: Oh, my God.

Frasier: Hi, Dad. So, what brings you here?
Martin: Well, I thought you needed a little cheering up. You've been kinda mopey lately.
Frasier: Well, I had kind of a rough night at the wine club. During the blindfolded tasting, I gave four stars to a Mexican Zinfandel.

Martin: Well, I don't just mean last night. You've been kinda down ever since you lost your job, you know? And you haven't had a date in I don't know how long.
Frasier: Yes, well, I know how long, and this isn't the way to cheer me up.
Martin: Well, don't worry, I found a girl for you. Now, Duke's daughter Marie just moved back in town...
Frasier: Dad, blind dates remain the refuge of the lovelorn.
Martin: You know, if you didn't talk like that you might not have to get set up so much.