Vinnie: "Anyway, Doc, I got this thing. It's, uh, got to do with women."
Frasier: Well, I sense you're having trouble finding Miss Right.
Vinnie: "What, are you nuts? I meet Miss Right most every night! Eager young college girls, tough career women hungry for a little R-and-R, if you know what I'm saying."
Frasier: Well, you're leaving precious little room for misinterpretation. But I sense, despite these frequent dalliances, that you're still not truly happy.
Vinnie: "Well, sure I am. It's just that I lost a pinky ring in one of their houses. Star sapphire, beautiful thing. I figured if I went public with it on your show, I had a pretty good chance of getting it back."
Frasier: Well, Vinnie, it's obvious you know nothing about this show, or how to treat women. But even more appalling, you know even less about jewelry! A pinkie no more needs a ring than a neck needs a gold medallion!
Vinnie: "Just shoot me, why don't you?"
Frasier: I'd be delighted.