Frasier: Good morning, Niles.
Niles: Good? It's glorious. Heaven-sent! And you know why? Maris called. She wants to get together with me this evening.
Frasier: Oh Niles, that's wonderful news. It's high time you and Maris sat down and talked through your problems.
Niles: She doesn't want to talk. When she says "get together" she means in the "You wear the creme fraiche, I'll lick it off" sense. She's cleared her schedule from seven till seven-thirty. That means foreplay and cuddling!
Martin: You know, Niles, remember when you were a kid and your mother and I wouldn't discuss the Cuban Missile Crisis in front of you because we knew it'd give you bad dreams?
Niles: Yes.
Martin: It's a two-way street.