Frasier: Daphne! Daphne! Daphne!
[Frasier enters the living room as Martin and Cora quickly take their seats at the table]
Frasier: Da- Dr. Winston.
Martin: Morning.
Cora: Morning.
Frasier: Yes. Good morning. How did this... How did you... sleep?
Martin: Like a couple of logs.
Cora: More like two baby kittens curled up in a tight fuzzy ball.
Martin: [laughing] God, you're cute. Isn't she, Frasier?