Cassandra: Well, it doesn't make much sense for you to drive home in this weather, especially since you are coming back for breakfast anyway. Why don't you just stay over tonight?
Frasier: All right. When you say "Stay over", you mean of course...?
[Cassandra returns from the bathroom wearing only a shirt. She does not seem surprised to see Frasier shirtless and removing his pants]
Cassandra:Stay here.
Frasier: Oh, here. Right. Splendid.
[After Cassandra sits on the bed, Frasier starts to sit down, too]
Cassandra: Oh, my God!
Frasier: [jumping up] What? I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Cassandra: I just can't believe it's so late. What are you sorry for?
Frasier: Oh, just for... keeping you up so late.
Cassandra: Oh, that's all right. Aren't you coming to bed?
Frasier: Oh, yes. Coming to bed. Coming to... this bed.
Cassandra: Well, would you mind turning the lights out?
Frasier: Oh, no, no, not at all. [Frasier turns the lights off] You know, Cassandra, I know this may sound like a silly
question seeing as how we're in bed together and nearly naked, and... I've just been wondering, is this a romantic date or a business thing?
[Cassandra starts to snore]
Frasier: Cassandra? Cassandra? [after tapping noises:] Roz, it's Frasier!