Ronee: Hey, you're up early. Rain wake you?
Frasier: Oh, I'm just a little preoccupied.
Ronee: Well, if there's something on your mind you can tell me. Won't be long before I'm your mom.
Frasier: I was actually gonna tell you before you said that.

Martin: Hey, Ronee, better get dressed. You can't look like that when she gets here.
Ronee: Oh, she not coming for another hour.
Frasier: Who?
Martin: Ronee's mother.
Ronee: Your grandmother.
Frasier: Stop that!

Niles: Now, now, keep an open mind. After all, you've embraced the peasant cuisine of Italy and France, why shun the peasants in our own backyard?
Frasier: You've changed, Niles.
Daphne: He hasn't changed that much. He sent back his Big Slurp.

Roz: So, Frasier. What was going on with you at work today? You seemed a little distracted.
Frasier: I'm- I'm not really sure. I can't stop thinking about this woman I've met. It's my matchmaker, of all people.
Niles: Now, do you get a discount if the matchmaker sets you up with herself? Sort of a floor model sort of thing?

Roz: "Transference," my ass. You've got it bad.
Frasier: All right, what am I supposed to do?
Roz: Fight for her. I mean, who is this Frank guy?
Frasier: Oh, I don't know. Some kind of environmental activist.
Roz: That's your competition? Some tree-hugging geek? Come on, you're one of the most eligible bachelors in town ... in your age range.
Frank: [entering] Charlotte.
Charlotte: Hi, honey.
Roz: [to Frasier] You're screwed.

Frank: Hey, you're funny. You know, I know a lady who'd love your sense of humor. She's a ranger up at Mt. Rainier. She comes down every couple of months for supplies if you'd like to meet her.
Frasier: Well, uh, thanks but, you know, I haven't had much luck with the women of the Parks Department.

Roz: Okay, now look, this is the drill. I brought you here to get your mind off of Charlotte. Everyone's here for the same reason, so just pick someone and be yourself.
Frasier: Okay. What name should I use?

Kim: [to the bartender] Excuse me, another cosmo, please.
Roz: Buy that drink.
Frasier: Right, faint heart never won fair-
Roz: Buy the drink!
Frasier: Right. Barkeep, uh, that one's on me. [to the woman] If you don't mind.

Frasier: What do I do now?
Roz: Just don't be so nervous. And don't worry. I won't leave you until you make a connection.
Man: [to Roz] Hi.
Roz: Or I do.

Kim: This is fun. But, I'm kinda thinking that I'd like to go someplace a little less... crowded.
Frasier: Okay. Uh, well, thank you, I enjoyed our time together.
Kim: No, I meant someplace... a little more private.
Frasier: No, I understand completely. I take no offence.
Kim: Your place.
Frasier: Oh, yes, yes indeed. Well, should we go together to my place or...? Well, you must have your own car so I could give you directions or, well, we could drive together and then I could drive you back here or we could drive together and then you could get a cab back here...
Kim: I don't care how we get there. Let's just get there.