Niles: I'm having lunch with Maris.
Martin: With Maris?
Niles: Yeah. We scheduled this weeks ago. She still has some of my first editions. I thought she might be more amenable to returning them if I took her to her favorite bistro.
Frasier: Well then, the worst you're out is a cup of clear broth.
Niles: No, this is lunch. She takes her large meal in the evening.