Frasier: Aha! I found you... kissing!
Sam: Got her all warmed up for you, there, Fras.
Frasier: And yourself in the process, I see.
Sam: Oh, come on.
Frasier: Well, let's just step outside, settle this like gentlemen.
Sam: Oh, don't be ridiculous, man.
Frasier: At least do me the honor of pulling up your pants.
Sam: All right, I will. All right.
Frasier: Now, what is going on here?
Lilith: I might ask you the same.
Frasier: Look, I'll ask the questions around here!
Sam: Would you two stop sniping, for goodness sake? Do you have any idea how ridiculous you look? [backs out of the room with his pants around his ankles]