Futurama, Season 4

Leela:
Hey, guys. You missed a great delivery to Space Earth. Where you been all afternoon?

Fry:
At, uh, uh, a concert.

Leela:
Ooh, was it jazz noodling? My ex-boyfriend Sean played the sax. I used to listen for hours while he sat naked on my couch and improvised.

Bender:
So musicians really Rodger your Hammerstein, huh?

Leela:
Yeah, it's weird; Sean was uneducated, unambitious. He was pasty and hunched--

Fry:
[quietly] Pretty boy...

Leela:
But when he played I could sense this incredible, beautiful creative soul. Then one day I found someone else's couch fibers on his butt.