Frederick: Okay, fine. I have plans with Melody.
Frasier: The s'mores girl?
Frederick: Yeah.
Frasier: She's cute.
Frederick: She's a cheerleader.
Frasier: Ho-ho. I remember a particular cheerleader from my youth, Lorna. She was a beautiful girl. In fact, I was so intimidated by her I-I could never even work up the courage to approach her-
Frederick: Dad, I kissed her.
Frasier: Oh.
Frederick: I know. It was her first time. It was my first time, too.
Frasier: I see.
Frederick: Don't tell Mom about this, okay? She'd ask all kinds of stupid questions.
Frasier: Don't worry, son. It's just between you and me.