Maureen: Excuse me, is there a problem?
Frasier: Well, yes, as a matter of fact there is. This man is making it impossible for me to converse with my brother.
Maureen: I think he's great.
Frasier: Ah. I understand. You two are friends. Perhaps you used to "gig" together in your salad days. But, if you wish to alter the atmosphere of this cafe, I suggest you consult with the owner.
Maureen: I am the owner.
Frasier: Oh really. Well, I'm Frasier Crane. It's a pleasure.
Maureen: Maureen Nervosa.
Frasier: Really?