Lilith: Frasier, we have a problem. I've just gotten off the phone with Frederick's teacher, who informs me that your son has come down with a case of chicken pox.
Frasier: No! I'm not giving up my nonrefundable getaway weekend!
Lilith: Frasier, your child is ill.
Frasier: [sighing] Oh, you're right, of course you're right. I'm- l'm ashamed.
Lilith: And deservedly so. Shall we?
Frasier: I'm on my way. Well, friends, I've discovered a new way of getting over the winter blues. Instead of enjoying a luxury weekend being coddled in a four-star hotel, I'll be bathing an itchy, whiney two-year old in oatmeal.