Martin: Hey, Fras. How did that speed date thing go?
Frasier: Actually, I didn't go, Dad. I went to the hospital instead.
Martin: That's nice.
Frasier: Dad, you're not listening.
Martin: Oh, I'm sorry son. What happened? Are you all right?
Frasier: Actually, I tripped and sprained my shoulder, but I'm actually feeling no pain because I met a beautiful young woman.
Martin: Oh, is she a nurse?
Frasier: No, she's the girl that tripped me. Her name is Monica, she's a commercial artist, she's cute as a button, and she's a danger to herself and others.