Mrs. Latimer: Dr. Crane.
Niles: Yes.
Mrs. Latimer: Who is that distinguished-looking man over there? I've been trying to catch his eye but he's far too engrossed in that gardening book.
Niles: Well, that's actually my father, Martin. Dad? Don't mind him, he's painfully shy.
Mrs. Latimer: Oh, I know just how he feels. I'm a bit of a shrinking violet myself. [calling loudly] Martin!