Frasier: Maybe you gentlemen should be thinking along the lines of high-tech.
Carla: What do you mean?
Frasier: Well, a hologram. You project a three-dimensional translucent image of some ghoulish apparition right into Gary's, thereby scaring the bejeezus out of 'em.
Norm: Where'd you get that idea?
Frasier: Well, actually, Lilith and her physics friends pulled it on me last year. Geez, I must have pulled out five fistfuls of hair.
Lilith: Hee, hee, hee.