Niles: I mean, I could get just nip back to Crabtree & Evelyn and buy a bar of lavender soap, just to be safe. (stands)
Frasier: Oh Niles, Niles. Sit down. Lavender soap--for God's sake, you're a man, you'd look ridiculous.
Waitress: Can I get you a drink?
Frasier: Fuzzy Navel, blended nice and frothy, please. And a...martini, Niles?