Ronee: (singing) Good morning, good morning, I'd like a bagel too, and schmear it, with cream cheese, thank you...
(Martin sways appreciatively, but Frasier comes out in his bathrobe,
bleary and irritable)
Frasier: Excuse me, excuse me! Did it occur to you that some of us might still be trying to sleep?
Martin: Oh, lighten up, Fras, Ronee was just showing me how she can change the lyrics to any song to suit the occasion.
Frasier: Yes, very impressive. Does she take requests?
Frasier: Stop it!