Frasier: Oh, well, I have a theory.
Martin: Jeez.
Frasier: No, no, hear me out. I think by giving you my approval to sleep with Clare I've made it less exciting for you. There was a certain illicitness to the relationship that gave it a kind of piquancy.
Martin: Frasier, it's Sunday, take the day off.
Daphne: Wait, Mr. Crane. You slept with Mrs. Wojadubakowski?
Martin: Yes, I did. Isn't that adorable?
Daphne: No, it's disgusting, you dirty old man! Sleeping with that poor widow before her husband's even cold in the ground.
Martin: You think that was wrong?
Daphne: You're damn right I do. You ought to be ashamed.
Martin: See, I told you, Frasier.