Frasier: Welcome home, Dad. So, how was Florida?
Martin: Oh, it was a whirlwind. Duke and I hit the dog track, and then we met the "Michael Jordan of High-Life Players" at the Red Lobster, but the place I went back to most of all was Captain Pete's Gator Farm.
Frasier: Ah. Ah. Did you go see the Hemingway home?
Martin: Well, you know, Fras, you can't squeeze everything in. But I tell you, these gators are amazing. You're out in the Glades in this fanboat, and it's just you and Captain Pete and that cooler full of raw chickens.
Niles: And to think I wasted my last vacation in Vienna.
Martin: And then he dangles a chicken at the end of the stick, and before you know it a fifteen-foot monster comes rushing out of the water, and he's yelling, "Hurry up and take the picture, this son of a bitch is heavy."