Woody: There's something different about Dr. Sternin-Crane. I can't put my finger on it. Is it her hair?
Norm: Woody.
Woody: No, no. I'll- l'll get it. Her dress? Oh, I've got it, her husband's growing a beard.
Frasier: Did I hear someone mention my beard? That's right, Woody. A beard, the ultimate manifestation of masculinity. Testosterone surging through my face! Every red-blooded man's birthright: hair on his chin. I don't know why I didn't do this before.
Lilith: Because I wouldn't let you.
Frasier: Oh, yes. That's right. It all comes back to me now.