Roz: Oh, thank you, Niles. I'll see you Sunday at your Super Bowl party.
Niles: [returning to Frasier] I see you told Roz the news and she went insane.

Frasier: Couldn't do it. Told her we were watching the Super Bowl with Dad and she and her mother are coming over.
Niles: This is a nightmare!
Frasier: I know. I've got to find some way to tell Dad.
Niles: I have to watch the Super Bowl?

Joanna: Look at them. They think we don't know this is a setup.
Martin: Well, how could we figure it out? We're just a retired detective and an attorney general.
[meanwhile:]
Roz: You were absolutely right, they didn't suspect a thing.
Frasier: I told you Roz, just leave it to the master.

Frasier: Yes, at least it wasn't half as bad as that tone-deaf performance by the aptly-named Ms. Singapore.

Roz: I told my mom to meet me downstairs. I just had to come up and tell you. She had the best time. She can't wait to go out with your father again. Will you tell him to call her tomorrow? Oh, Frasier, this whole thing worked out like a dream.
Martin: [crossing to the kitchen] It's amazing! Her voice is still echoing in my head!
Frasier: Yes, it's like a fairy tale over here, too.

Martin: Look at those guys in the locker room. Nervous, hearts pounding, probably a little sick to their stomachs, poor kids.
Frasier: Yes. Until I got out of high school, I didn't there was any other way to feel in a locker room.

Frasier: So, Roz, you walking out?
Roz: No, I got stuff I gotta do. I've got some carts to rack, and I want to put together some Best of Crane tapes.
Frasier: Oh, your mother's still in town?
Roz: In town, in my apartment, and when I left this morning, in my refrigerator, smelling my milk.

Roz: I, I love her, I just wish I could get a couple of hours to myself one night.
Frasier: Well, why don't you just ask her? She might enjoy a little time to herself. I know my dad does.
Roz: You are so lucky. I wish my mother drank alone.

Frasier: Now, Dad hasn't dated anybody since he and Sherry broke up, I'm starting to worry he's lost his nerve. A date with your mom could be a tremendous favor to him.
Roz: I don't know.
Frasier: Oh, come on, I'll tell you what. I know it's awkward but there's a way to minimize that. Niles and I are having dinner with him tonight. We'll take him to McGinty's, he'll feel comfortable, you and your mother can just happen by. We'll see what transpires, you know, they'll never even know it's a fix-up.
Roz: Oh, what the hell, I'll give it a shot, I guess. How's five sound?
Frasier: Five? Your mother is ready for dinner at five?
Roz: I keep her on Wisconsin time, that way she's in bed by eight.

Niles: Thanks for setting me up with that Spam-happy tootsie.
Martin: What are you talking about?
Niles: Bonnie. Frasier told me you invited her here for me.
Martin: I invited her here for me. He probably said I invited her for you because he didn't want to upset Miss Boring's feelings.
Frasier: Now, now, no private conversations. Your dates are waiting.
Martin: They're not our dates!
Niles: We hate them!