Frasier: You know, Niles, you may have to sleep here but you certainly don't have to eat here. How does Cigaré Volant sound?
Niles: Oh, music to my ears.
Martin: I can't go in that place without a jacket.
Frasier: Well, you know what? Maybe we should poke through that closet, I bet Gary's got a jacket that'll match those pants.