Mel: Niles, let's get this gravlax in the refrigerator. Oh, hello, Eddie. Or should I say goodbye?
Martin: Huh?
Mel: Well, Martin, I'm sure you'll be locking Eddie out on the balcony if people are going to be eating here.
Martin: Well, I'll tell you who I'd like to lock out on the balcony.
Roz: Oh, please, let it be me.