Niles: How about Desmond?
Daphne: Desmond Crane. "Desmond Crane, you are hereby sentenced to..." No, I don't like it. What about Jack?
Niles: 'fraid not. The first name ends with the same sound that begins the last name. So you either end up running them together, "Jack-rane", or you face the dreaded glottal stop, "Jack Crane", "Jack Crane". It's unpleasant for the throat.
Daphne: This conversation's unpleasant for the throat.

Roz: Oh, my God. Are you still stuck picking a name for that application?
Daphne: Yeah, we can't come up with one.
Roz: Oh God, give it to me. And then I'll fill it in and you'll never have to see it and you won't feel stuck with it.
Daphne: That's a great idea.
[cut to five years later in the St. Osric's Academy boardroom]
Dean of Admissions: Howard Clifton is officially accepted. Who do we have next?
Admissions Officer: Last name "Crane", first name... "Ichabod".
Dean of Admissions: Well, if they're not going to take the application seriously, how can we expect them to take St. Osric's seriously?
[He stamps the Cranes' application with "Admission Denied"]

Niles: [on the phone with Daphne] Okay, so Delilah is out? No, that's fine, that's fine. What are your ideas? Taylor. Fletcher. Cooper. Tanner. Where are you getting these, the Big Book of Medieval Professions?