Frasier: The mud pie is coming? I feel terrible.
Niles: So do I.
Frasier: The sad thing is, he's right about us.
Niles: Have we really become such snobs?
Frasier: You don't see anyone else driving their father out into the street to drink, do you?
[The waitress gives them an evil look]
Frasier: We've got to apologize to Dad.
Niles: You're right.
Frasier: We'll give him a couple of hours to cool down over at Duke's. And when he gets home, we'll settle this.
Niles: Absolutely. We've been just horrid. Frasier, do you think we've lost the ability to appreciate the simple things - steak, potatoes, fixings?
Frasier: I'm afraid so. The thing is, this is good food. It's not too fancy but it's good, wholesome American fare.
Niles: You know, as a tribute to Dad, I think we should sit here until we've cleaned our plates.
Frasier: Well, I'm game if you are. We're going to prove we are not snobs.
Niles: Absolutely. Frasier, look who's here. [Niles tries to hide his baked potato]
Frasier: Eat your food.