Frasier: Anyway how you doing, Sam, old man?
Sam: You know, Frasier, l, uh, I don't like that phrase "old man" anymore. Uh, I-I prefer "buddy."
Frasier: Oh, well, how you doing, Sam, old buddy? Look, is, uh, something bothering you?
Sam: Well, yeah. Diane's made up some guy who's supposed to be great-looking, just to get me riled. Only I could care less about the whole thing.
Frasier: Well, good for you, Sam. You know, the old Sam would've rambled on and on about how jealous he isn't, proving only that he really is.
Sam: Right. I mean, I could give a rat's rear what Diane does or who she does it with. And I certainly am not jealous about some college punk kid. And even if I were, which I'm not...
Frasier: [leaves his card] Call me at the office.