Frasier: The point is, in ten minutes I have an extremely important job interview. A job for which I am eminently qualified, but that now I have no chance of getting.
Niles: How can you know that?
Frasier: Because destiny won't allow it. Destiny's plan is for me towalk into that reunion this evening the way I always do, the class loser. Pitied and shunned by everyone until I wind up sitting with the most pathetic people there.
Niles: You mean... the chess club?
Frasier: Worse. The chess club's barbershop quartet.
Niles: Oh, the Checkmates.