Bulldog: I know, I know. Getting dumped -ouch. It hurts like hell.
Roz: No, I don't believe this! I came here to dump you!
Bulldog: Hey, whatever you gotta say to get through this, it's okay with me.
Bulldog: I know, I know. I didn't mean to make you fall in love with me.
Roz: (inarticulate with rage) I didn't! You repulse me!..
Bulldog: (loudly, rising to leave) Hey, love hurts, Roz. And I'm not talking about the time we fell off the kitchen table. Aloha, old friend.
Roz: (grabbing the stuffed dog to attack him) Bulldog, you cuddle lousy and I'm glad you got fired!
(Bulldog exits as Roz throws the dog after him. Frasier looks on, bemused, and another café patron lowers his newspaper to get a closer view. It's Noel, looking sly)
Noel: (to Roz) (slowly) Well, timing is everything……
Roz: Back off, buzz kill!!
(She flees to the bathroom. Noel looks after her, then raises his paper again)