Frasier: Roz, you must have something?
Roz: Well, you are a little full of yourself.
Frasier: Great. Okay, pompous.
Roz: And you do tend to ramble on with the callers.
Frasier: A tad loquacious.
Martin: Pretentious.
Frasier: Dad, I already wrote that down.
Martin: Underline it.

Frasier: Well, I don't know about love. We've only been seeing each other for a month.
Niles: But you could see yourself falling in love with her?
Frasier: Possibly.
Niles: Some time down the line?
Frasier: Yes, yes, perhaps.
Niles: Well, no wonder you're heartbroken. You've just lost the only woman you could even possibly sometime down the line perhaps fall in love with. I'm surprised the country music people haven't jumped all over this one.

Niles: I'll have a double shot, low-fat, no-foam latte.
Waiter #1: Double shot, low-fat, no-foam latte!
Waiter #2: Double shot, non-fat, low-foam latte!
Waiter #3: Double shot, non-fat, low-foam latte!
Niles: Excuse me, I think there was a problem in the chain of command. The middle person reversed part of it. She said, "A Double shot, non-fat, low-foam latte".
Waiter #1: Double shot, non-fat, low-foam latte!
Waiter #2: Double shot, non-fat, low-foam latte!
Waiter #3: Double shot, non-fat, no-foam latte!
Niles: No, no, no. You did it again, that's not what I want.
Waiter #1: Well, you can tell her yourself.
Niles: All right, I'll have a double shot, low-fat, no-foam latte.
Waiter #2: Double shot, low-fat, no-foam latte.
Waiter #3: Double shot, low-fat, no-foam latte. Nutmeg?
Waiter #2: Nutmeg?
Waiter #1: Nutmeg?
Niles: No thanks. It inflames my stomach lining.
Waiter #1: Inflames his stomach lining!
Waiter #2: Inflames his stomach lining!
Waiter #3: Inflames his stomach lining!
Niles: Stop that!