Martin: Roz, you know, if you really want to do a kid's book, you ought to write one about Eddie. I'd buy one about Eddie.
Roz: Thanks, but I already have an idea. Besides, if I were gonna use a dog, I'd probably use about my own.
Martin: Well, you wanna make your dog happy, or do you wanna sell books? Now I was thinking, Eddie joins the circus and he has all this clown makeup on and everything and juggles and stuff. And then you could do one where he invents this flying machine and has all these wacky adventures.
Roz: That's kinda cute. He could join a flock of geese or he could become the world's first dog traffic reporter.
Martin: Eddie would never do that. You really don't get Eddie, do you?

Frasier: I didn't mean to disturb your reading.
Roz: Actually, I'm doing a little research. I have a meeting with a publisher tomorrow. I'm thinking of writing my own children's book.
Frasier: Really?
Roz: Yeah, it's a story my mom made up for me when I was a little kid. I tell it to Alice all the time now, and I thought it would be such a kick if I could get it published.
Frasier: Good for you, Roz. You know, I dabbled in juvenile fiction myself. Yes, Niles and I when we were boys wrote a series of stories together in which we were the heroes. Along the lines of a "Hardy Boys" or a "Nancy Drew".
Roz: "The Nancy Boys"?

Frasier: It was called "The Crane Boys Mysteries." They were two plucky lads who used their keen psychological insights to solve crimes brought home by their detective father.
Roz: How many of these did you write?
Frasier: Thirty-four. Yes, there was "The Mystery of the One-Eared Monkey", "On Your Mark, Get Set, Die!", and there was the one where our father was kidnapped and the only clue was a dented Ballantine can.
Niles: "The Suspicious Six Pack".