Frasier: (to Roz, referring to Madeleine Marshall with whom he is smitten) You know, I haven't said this out loud, but... here goes. It's possible that she could be the woman I spend the rest of my life with.
Roz: Go. Go do that. Get married, have a couple of kids, move to the country - buy a puppy! Live happily ever after. (desperately) Just don't tell me about it -- I need a boyfriend!
Frasier: Dear Roz. Dear silly Roz. Dear silly, horny Roz.