Roz: I told my mom to meet me downstairs. I just had to come up and tell you. She had the best time. She can't wait to go out with your father again. Will you tell him to call her tomorrow? Oh, Frasier, this whole thing worked out like a dream.
Martin: [crossing to the kitchen] It's amazing! Her voice is still echoing in my head!
Frasier: Yes, it's like a fairy tale over here, too.