Niles: I'm sorry Frasier, I am not a Winnebago person. Whenever I see one on the highway I look into the driver's
eyes, hoping to see something that would explain why in God's name he would ever want to do something like this. All I see is a death stare under the brim of a hat made out of Miller Lite cans. This is my final word: I'm not going.
[Martin and Daphne return from the kitchen]
Martin: Hey, great news, Daphne's coming too!
Niles: And so am I!