Frasier: Charlotte, where's my date?
Charlotte: I am so sorry. She just called. She had to cancel.
Frasier: That does it.
Charlotte: No, we'll find another evening.
Frasier: No, Charlotte, we will not. You have sent me on enough miserable dates, thank you. Before you fix me up with a doll-collecting war criminal or a hashish-smoking burger flipper, I want out! And I want my money back.