Frasier: Noel?
Noel: Oh, I just wanted to say I missed you most of all, Roz.
Roz: Oh, thanks Noel, that's so sweet.
Frasier: Yes, that certainly is sweet. Noel, off you go.
Noel: Me, nothing much has changed. Still live with my mom. Still working on that Klingon-to-English dictionary.
Frasier: Noel, how do you say goodbye in Klingon?
Noel: Oh, it depends. If you're talking to a superior officer, then...
Frasier: Noel!
Noel: Krish-krush.

Roz: Well, listen, obviously I am not to be trusted with your precious money, so I'm paying you back. And not that it's any of your business, but Carol took me out to La Gouloue and my mother gave me a day at the spa, and those shoes were a store credit. Oh, and I bought the perfume. That was just for me, because I wanted it.

Roz: Hey Bulldog, can you loan me some money?
Bulldog: Sure, how much?
Roz: Fifteen hundred. I just wrote a bad check.

Roz: I'm starting to think we're never going back to work.
Frasier: Now, now, Roz, they can't stay with a failing format forever. I guarantee you, in three months, if the numbers are this bad, they'll have to make a change.
Roz: Three months is an eternity. My rent's gone up, the baby stuff costs a fortune. I stopped buying Alice those little pink headbands they make for little girls whose hair hasn't come in yet. Now when I go out, I just call her Howard.

Niles: Oh, sorry, I didn't see you there. I'll have...
Colette: A non-fat cappuccino?
Niles: Good guess.
Colette: No, I've waited on you before.
Niles: I don't think so, I'm very observant.

Frasier: It's just that I thought the way you were, uh, spending money was a little unwise. You know, spa days, expensive lunches, Bidwell's perfume. I, I just thought, you know, you were unemployed. But, you know what? You're employed now, so there it is. End of subject, I won't even bring it up again.
Roz: I never told you I bought that perfume.
Frasier: Hmmm? Well, I- I... you didn't have to, I can smell it on you.
Roz: I'm not wearing any.
Frasier: You're kidding. My goodness, is that you? Well then you should sweat into bottles. We've got a show to do.

Frasier: Please, I can't stand to have you mad at me. Look, let me take you to dinner tonight, we can discuss it afterward.
Roz: You're on.
Frasier: Thank you.
Roz: No. You're on in five seconds.

Roz: Oh, I don't know. I'm not sure I feel comfortable taking money from you.
Frasier: Try putting your hair in a bun. That used to help Lilith.

Frasier: Oh, Roz, please, don't even mention it. It makes me feel good to share my good fortune with someone. You know what, I just got a call from my antique scout. He's found a gilded candle snuffer that the Seattle Museum would pay a pretty penny for to have in their collection.
Colette: Oh...
Frasier: I hate her.

Frasier: I spoke with Bebe, she confirmed that they're keeping salsa.
Martin: Oh, I'm sorry.
Frasier: Yes, well don't despair, Dad. There are other jobs. Bebe told me that I'm on the short list for the voice of Chester, the Yummy-Nuts Squirrel.