Charlotte: Hi. Welcome to Charlotte's Web, a matchmaking service. Come in.
Frasier: Well, I'm- I'm sorry, isn't this...? Oh, I see what happened. I must have been so engrossed in my paper I went right past my floor.
Charlotte: Of course. It can be a little embarrassing to admit you need help in the romance department, please come in.
Frasier: No, this was a mistake.
Charlotte: I understand. Come in.
Frasier: Trust me, you are comically incorrect. I do not need a matchmaker.
Charlotte: So you're married?
Frasier: No.
Charlotte: Dating someone?
Frasier: I date plenty. In fact, I often need the proverbial stick one uses to beat women off... with. I... I believe my point is made.