Diane: Frasier, do you remember the time we drove down the cape and had a lobster picnic on the bluff? [turning to Lilith] We had nothing to crack open the claws, so Frasier put them in a bag and ran over them with the car.
Frasier: [chuckles] That didn't work either.
Diane: [laughs] Oh, we gave up and made glorious love in the dunes. Hmmm...
Lilith: Wait a minute. Wasn't that me?
Frasier: Right, that was you.
Diane: Well then, what do I represent?
Frasier: I don't know and I don't care. Now if you don't mind, I'd like a little peace.