Daphne: Look, I don't mean to ruin your evening, but I can't stay at the party like this. Look at my eyes.
[Niles walks by]
Frasier: Oh well, I am dreadfully sorry for your condition, Daphne, but it's your own fault. You should have read the directions on the package before you used it.
Daphne: I don't know why you're blaming this whole mess on me. I just know I need a lift home right now.
Frasier: Oh, all right. But I am not leaving here until I get Eve's phone number. So you can just sit down, have a drink, smoke a cigarette if you like. I'm sorry, I am very attracted to this young woman, and I am not going to let you and your little problem stand in my way!
Niles: That's enough!
Frasier: Niles, get your big nose out of this. And lower your voice, you're embarrassing yourself.
Niles: The only thing I'm embarrassed about is that you're my brother. You cad, you bounder, you roué!
Frasier: What is so wrong about trying to get a woman's phone number?
Niles: We're not interested in your next conquest. We're talking about your last one. And before you deny it, I have plenty of proof.
Frasier: From here, it smells like 80 proof.