Frasier: So you're back awfully quick.
Bulldog: Hey-hey! I was one of the last guys out there! The money was running low, but here was still one rawhide chew toy out there for the Bulldog.
[A shocked Daphne walks in]
Bulldog: I gotta take a squirt. When I come back, we'll play fetch. [He slaps Daphne on the behind]
Frasier: Oh my God, Daphne. Why?
Daphne: Things were slowing down, so your father asked me to shill. I opened at one hundred, who knew that would be the only bid?