Martin: And Claire, I just want you to know how glad we are that you're here. I don't remember Frasier being this happy in a long time.
Frasier: Out of swordfish, too?
Waiter: I'm sorry, sir. May I suggest the pepper steak?
Frasier: Steak? That's what we should eat at Belize's finest seafood restaurant? There's an ocean full of fresh fish not fifteen feet away, but why not try a slab of artery-clogging, hormone-injected, frozen red meat instead?