Sam: Woody, come here for a second here, will ya? You know, I've been thinking long and hard about this, Woody. Look, there's, uh, somebody I want you to meet here. Come here. Joyce, Woody.
Joyce: Hi.
Woody: Wow, what a coincidence. My first name is Woody.

Frasier: Next week marks the anniversary of the day my beloved Lilith and I first met.
Cliff: No kiddin'?
Frasier: Yeah. As a show of my affection, I bought her a Louis Quatorze armoire at a little antique shop I saw on the Hill today. It set me back quite a penny. You know, I think when you're trying to express your affection for your mate, old wood says it best.
Woody: What do I say?
Frasier: I was talking about the armoire.
Woody: I never say that. I don't even know what an armoire is.
Frasier: It's a large chest.
Woody: Well, hey, what woman wouldn't want that? [laughs]

Frasier: So where is Reedsport?
Joyce: Oh, it's in Oregon, about 50 miles west of Eugene.
Cliff: Well! A left coaster, huh?
Joyce: Yeah.
Cliff: You know, uh, recent medical studies have shown that, uh, time zone transference, aka jet lag, not only can be very upsetting to one's metabolism, but, uh, also directly correlates to the, uh, loss of, uh, hair follicles.
Joyce: Are you a doctor?
Carla: No, he's a floon.
Joyce: Who is that?
Cliff: Nobody knows.