Frasier: As a rule, I'm terribly nervous about hosting these things, but it seems to be going rather well.
Niles: Not for me. I haven't made in-roads with a single woman here. Ooh, ooh. [Niles spots a woman across the room]
Frasier: What are you doing? You look nauseated.
Niles: That woman is flirting with me. This is my "I'm available" face.
Frasier: Well, stop it. My God, people'll think the shrimp is bad.