Caitlin: When I was little, my father owned a vineyard. I was the only kid on the block who would open a can of Hawaiian punch and let it breathe.
Frasier: And we share that same quirky sense of humor. Would you care for a glass?
Caitlin: No thanks. Actually, I've always hated the taste of wine.
Niles: Finally, something I can use to tell you two apart.