Administrator #1: But before you leave, would you like to see something precious? Our Sylvia just had babies.
Frasier: Well, who's Sylvia?
Administrator #2: The school's pet hamster.
Lilith: Oh. Oh, look at that little one in the corner. He looks just like Whitey.
Administrator #2: Who's Whitey?
Lilith: Oh, he was my favorite dead rat that this bastard took and threw in the trash!
Frasier: Don't mind her. She's just overemotional, and crazy as a loon!
Lilith: I suppose you'd like to take one of these and throw it in the garbage, too? Here, why don't you just bite the heads off these birds while you're at it, Dr. Death?
Frasier: I am not the one who goes walking around with the decomposing corpse of a rat in my purse.
Lilith: You're a hateful man.
Frasier: And you are a troubled, disturbed woman. [Lilith exits] But a wonderful mother.
Administrator #1: Well, we'll get back to you.