Daphne: So, Frasier, did you find a couch?
Niles: No, I must've tested a hundred for him.
Frasier: You know, have some sympathy, Niles. Obviously, my foot-dragging is a kind of avoidance. After all, I haven't been in private practice for twelve years. Maybe I don't have the skills anymore.
Daphne: Oh, don't worry. Your patients will never notice.

Niles: Yes, well, if he doesn't pick a couch soon, patients will be lying on the floor. What is this? It smells... Oh, it's olive topinade. You're going to an awful lot of trouble for a "drop by sometime" kind of evening. Here Daphne, try this. Ooh, try one of these. Ooh, spring rolls. Oh, we found the best Chinese restaurant today...
Daphne: Niles!
Niles: Sorry.
Frasier: Still got the gift of gab, I see.
Niles: I really don't know why you insisted we be here tonight.

Martin: I remember Ronee. Pretty little thing. Yeah, how's she looking these days?
Niles: Had her eyes pulled so tight she could land a roll in "Flower Drum Song".

Ronee: How are you Mr. Crane?
Martin: It's Marty and I'm just great. Gee, you haven't changed a bit.
Ronee: Oh, yes I have. I can legally drink now. [to Frasier] Hint hint.

Frasier: Fine. If you insist on humiliating yourself, how's this: I will invite Ronee over for dinner this weekend and she can choose for herself. Agreed?
Martin: Fine. Make sure she brings a friend so there's someone for you.

Martin: I'm going to McGinty's. [exits]
Frasier: You don't suppose he's sneaking down to the Rendezvous, do you?
Niles: No. Only a scoundrel would violate a gentleman's agreement that way.
Frasier: Quite right. Dad is nothing if not an honorable man. I don't know what I was thinking.
[As Frasier walks towards the bedroom]
Niles: Can we give you a lift down there?
Frasier: No, I want to freshen up first. See yourselves out.

Niles: Frasier? Do you realize the door's wide open?
Frasier: Yeah. Pizza guy forgot to close it when he left. What are you doing here?
Niles: Don't you remember? We had plans to watch "Don Giovanni" on PBS.
Frasier: I'm kinda into "Wheel of Fortune" right now.

Niles: But why? Ronee and you aren't compatible. You have few interests in common, she's as coarse as sandpaper.
Frasier: Yeah, I know. I know there was no future for Ronee and me. It's just, I'm depressed, Niles. I don't know why. Wait a minute.
Niles: Yeah?
Frasier: Wait a minute. I think I can make a really great sandwich out of all my leftover chutneys.

Niles: Frasier, you have got to snap out of this. You start seeing patients soon. You realize you're only using food to fill a void. Oh, I forgot to void that check to the dry cleaner. I got my camel coat home, it had a spot the size of a krugerrand I know for a fact wasn't there when...
Frasier: Niles!
Niles: Sorry.

Frasier: Dad. What are you doing back so soon?
Martin: Well, I forgot something. My um... brella.
Frasier: Well, you're certainly not going to find it in the kitchen.
Martin: No, I guess not.
[The three Crane men stand around nervously]
Martin: Oh, I just remembered. Ronee wanted me to get her an appetizer. Let's see, what looks good? Oh, Velveeta, that goes with anything. All right, well, you boys have got your opera that you want to watch, so I'll just get out of your way. See you later. [exits]