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 gets an hors d'oeuvre)
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! Your 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...