Sam: Well, look at you guys. I wonder how Woody's doing. He was really knocking 'em back, huh?
Cliff: Oh, nobody could drink that much and end up feeling human, Sam.
Woody: [enters] Hey, everybody. Sorry I'm late. I was doing my Nordic Track.
Frasier: Woody, you had as much of that vile brew as the rest of us. How can you be so chipper this morning?
Woody: Oh, it's because of the old Hanover hangover cure. It's very simple. First, put on your pajamas. Then, take an aspirin with a glass of cold water. And then, you vomit till your nose bleeds and heave until you see the angels. Wake up in the morning, you feel brand-new. Boy, I am hungry. Anybody for some chili dogs?
Norm: Okay, okay, but only two.