Carla: Hey, Fras. What's the latest with Madame Ovary?
Frasier: Oh, she's fine.
Sam: Don't sound too happy about it.
Frasier: Well, frankly Sam, I'm not. I feel like hell for what I said to her the other day. I've taken the most beautiful experience of her life and turned it into something as pedestrian as flossing one's teeth. I wish I could take back every hateful word I said.
Norm: Fras, Ver- Nope, nougat. Anyway Vera and I have this little technique that we use, that, uh, whenever we say something that we regret to each other, we agree never to talk about it again and it works like a charm.
Frasier: Well, Norm, I don't agree. Once you start to bury your feelings, you stop talking. Finally, you don't spend any time together at all.
Norm: Right. Works like a charm. Do you believe that? An entire box of chocolates and not one butter cream. I hate that.