Niles: They must have sold too many tickets. They've stuck us in these folding chairs.
Martin: Wow. Right on the hardwood, five feet from the baseline.
[Niles laughs, before turning to Daphne]
Daphne: It's like front row orchestra, stage right.
Niles: Oh.
Martin: Man, we're so close we're gonna get our teeth rattled when they set a pick.
[Niles once again laughs, before turning to Daphne]
Daphne: It's like sitting close enough to get hit by Placido Domingo's spit.