Charlotte: I'm sorry to bother you. I just need my house keys.
Frasier: I thought you were camping. Uh, come on in. Gosh, I'm sorry about the stench in the hall.
Charlotte:That would be me. I had a little run-in with a skunk. I thought I could scare him off if I threw my keys at him.
Frasier: Please, come on in.
Charlotte:You really don't want me to. As it is now, I'm going to have to sell my car. What is all over your chest?