Frasier: Ann, um...
Ann: You don't know what a relief this is. I've only had one date since my divorce. Well, half a date. The jerk actually called it off in the middle of dinner. I was a wreck. I didn't get out of bed for a week. Or shave my legs.
Waiter: Your appetizers.
Frasier: Oh, gosh, this is a feast. I'm not sure we'll need to order a main course.
Ann: Well, this ain't gonna do it for me. I'm starvin' like Marvin.