Frasier: The father of your child is a teenager!
Roz: Well, of course he is not a teenager anymore! He had a birthday three weeks ago! Look, you know, we just went out for a couple of weeks, and then it was over, there were no hard feelings. It is a little embarrassing, though, him being seven years younger than I am...
(Frasier gives her a disbelieving look)
Roz: Oh, put your eyebrows down! I've seen your driver's license, and you don't weigh no 'One-Seventy!'