Niles: Whisk. Spoon. Cheesecloth. [Daphne wipes Niles head down with a cloth; an over timer dings] Perfect timing. Daphne, open the oven. Ready.
Daphne: Shall I close, Dr. Crane?
Niles: Please.
Daphne: Do you think it'll be all right?
Niles: It's out of our hands now, Daphne.