Lana: When the Smolenskis get here, you act like you want the house. You know, a little competition, put a little pressure on the deal.
Frasier: You're asking me to be your shill?
Lana: That's the word! Yes, yes. Now, listen, listen. No, you don't have to say anything.
Frasier: I'm sorry, no!
Lana: Well, why not? Well, look, okay, all you have to do is walk around with an interested look on your face. You know, they'll fill in the rest.
Frasier: I will do no such thing!
Lana: Why won't you help me?
Frasier: Because I refuse to lie for you!
Lana: Oh, fine, then go wait in the car.
Frasier: I never wanted to leave the car.