Niles: So, back to your dream...
Steve: Your wife seems nice. She's foreign. That's weird. But then I guess it shouldn't be. I mean it only makes sense that you have a wife, and a bathroom, and you probably have a bed and laundry and that thing I can't talk about.
Niles: Refrigerator.
Steve: Right.
Niles: Okay, well, we're not really here to learn about my life, we're here to talk about you, so back to your dream.
Steve: Okay, um, well, I'm in this forest...
[The telephone rings]
Steve: Do you want to get that, or...?
Niles: No, nope. It's okay, the machine will get it. Now remember, as we discussed, the forest could be a symbol of uncharted territory. It could be...
[Niles and Daphne's answering machine picks up. Their answer message is them singing to the tune of Beethoven's Fifth, "Nobody's home. Nobody's home. Nobody's home, nobody's home,
nobody's home. Nobody's home, nobody's home, nobody's home. We'll call you back if you leave your number after you hear the..."
Niles: So, uh, next week at your place.