Cassandra: [o.s] Frasier? Are you making yourself comfortable?
Frasier: Yes.
Cassandra: If it's okay, I still have some questions about the ad campaign I'd like to ask you.
[Frasier quickly puts his jacket back on]
Frasier: Well, that's why I'm here.
Cassandra: Or if you prefer, we could just talk about it over breakfast tomorrow.
Frasier: Breakfast, you say?
Cassandra: I hope I wasn't being presumptuous. We will be having breakfast tomorrow, won't we?
Frasier: Absolutely.
[Frasier takes his jacket off again and starts removing his shirt]
Cassandra: Great. So who else is going to be there?
Frasier: Where?
Cassandra: At the breakfast meeting. The one for the sponsors here at the hotel, tomorrow. You just said you were going, right?
Frasier: The meeting. Of course.
[Frasier is putting shirt back on as Cassandra comes out of the bathroom]
Cassandra: Frasier, what are you doing?
Frasier: Well, I, uh
Cassandra: I thought you said you were going to make yourself comfortable. Why don't you check the closet? I'm sure you'll find something in there you can slip on. I'm just going to take my lenses out.
[As Cassandra returns to the bathroom, Frasier starts to undress again]
Cassandra: You know, I'm really glad I asked you to dinner.
Frasier: Gosh, so am I.
Cassandra: You may not believe this, but I almost chickened out at the last minute. It just goes to show it's always better to take the risk. I mean, so you say "No." I'm an adult, what's a little embarrassment?
Frasier: I couldn't agree more.
[As a shirtless Frasier gets a robe out of the closet]
Cassandra: Did you find the slippers?
Frasier: What?
Cassandra: In the closet. You stepped in that puddle after dinner, I thought you might want to get out of those wet shoes and socks. [Frasier starts to dress again] I mean, it's up to you, I know some people feel funny about taking
their shoes off in someone else's room. My gosh, it's really starting to come down out there. You know what I'm thinking?
Frasier: No. I truly don't.