Frasier: Say, why all the catalogs?
Roz: I need to buy a present.
Frasier: Tiffany, Cartier, Neiman Marcus.
Roz: So does anything look good to you here?
Frasier: Well, let's see. Who could we be shopping for? Hmm, perhaps a honey-voiced radio therapist who's birthday's just around the corner?
Roz: No, this present is not for you. It's for your brother.
Frasier: Oh, all right, Roz, don't be coy. I think it's very smart you fishing for hints like this. You wanted to avoid a misstep like you made last year.
Roz: What misstep? You said you loved Pagliacci.
Frasier: Yes, I said the opera, not the porcelain crying crown figurine.