Niles: Two of my patients cancelled, and Daphne and I spent the afternoon arguing over which diaper pail we would buy for the nursery. Then, driving home, I successfully avoided hitting a squirrel, only to be nearly run off the road by some horn-happy maniac.
Frasier: That was me, you simp. You nearly killed me.
Niles: You nearly killed me! And what was that crude multi-part gesture you unleashed on me?
Frasier: I had hot coffee all over my hand.