Ronee: Listen, this really isn't a good time. I was just heading into a yoga class and... yeah. No, I would love to have dinner. That sounds fun. Okay, I'll see you then, sweetie.
(As she hangs up, Frasier retreats a step, then makes a loud entrance,
as if he just came in)
Frasier: You know, I got two steps in my room and realized I'd forgotten - ah, there it is.
(He picks up his coffee cup as Ronee sits at the piano again)
(To the tune of "There She Is, Miss America")
Ronee: (singing) There it is, Frasier's coffee cup...
Frasier: You are a national treasure.