Niles: So, how was lunch? What was the big surprise?
Martin: Don't ask! The less said, the better.
Daphne: They put his picture on the wall and he thinks his forehead looks a touch too big.
Frasier: A touch?! I look like a fugitive from Easter Island!
Niles: Frasier, you always think you look bad in pictures.
Frasier: Niles, it's not some photo I can throw away, this is a picture of me in a famous restaurant. My God, I dreamed my entire life of being on that wall.
Niles: And now you are. Are you really so vain that that's not honor enough?
Frasier: Vanity has nothing to do with it! It's about misrepresentation! And you know, if I were you, I would be careful about bandying about the word vain, Mr. Two-Hundred-And-Fifty-Dollar-Haircut.
Niles: I have problem follicles.
Martin: Frasier, it's a caricature, they exaggerate stuff. Now, if it were me, they would have drawn maybe a big crane, if it were Niles, they'd draw a barber cutting the hair off a giant sucker!
Daphne: I know you're sensitive about your big forehead, but we all have stuff like that. With me it's my eyes. I've always fancied sparkling blue ones instead of dull old brown.
Niles: Your eyes? Your eyes are not dull!
Daphne: (blushing) Thank you, Dr. Crane, that's very nice.
Niles: They're warm and... full of life.
Daphne: You have beautiful eyes too.
(There is a pause while everyone considers what she has said. Then Daphne stands up, forcing the thoughts to the back of her mind in mental conflict)
Daphne: Oh goodness, I can't be lollygagging around here, I have to... to get Dr. Crane his oatbran.
Frasier: Oatbran? Now?
Daphne: You'll need it for the morning. You've got to have something to sop up all that nasty cholesterol gumming up your heart.If not, I'm liable to come home and find you face down on the floor with the dog gnawing off your foot - and I'm not making that up either, that happened. Cheerio.
Martin: I wished she moved that fast when I'm out of beer!