Frasier: You know, Sam, this is a treat. I've got this side of the bar to myself. I can drink my beer and enjoy my newspaper without being pummeled on every side by inane chatter.
Sam: Yep.
Frasier: Say, look well, look at this. There is barometric pressure on Venus. Now, how did they measure that?
Sam: Beats me.
Frasier: A man was reunited with his twin brother after 30 years. They worked in the same auto plant in Columbus, Ohio!
Rebecca: That's nice.
Frasier: Say, would anybody like me to read their, uh, their horoscope? I'll, uh, start with Aries.
Sam: Somebody want to play with Frasier, please?