Daphne: Hey, Niles! I thought you were working.
Niles: Well, the patient cancelled, so I thought I'd drop by and see you. [breathless] Oh my God, you have no idea how good it feels to say that. I'm here to see you. No more flimsy pretenses. No more making tedious small talk with Dad.
Martin: Hey, Niles, it's eighty-two in Florida.
Niles: Here to see Daphne, Dad.