Frasier: Niles, I suggest the first thing you do is go to the vet and have that thing removed.
Niles: Oh, are you mad? I can't walk through there with this thing on my head. I'd be the laughingstock of the Montana.
Frasier: You can't spend the night in the kitchen.
Niles: Frasier, these people live for gossip. I've only been here three days. Already I know that Peter's a letch and
Carol's a lush. What do think they'd say about me?