Dr. Frasier Crane: Well, there's this woman I can't seem to get off of my mind. A woman with a boyfriend.
Ronee Lawrence: Why don't you just get her drunk and see what happens?
Dr. Frasier Crane: You are nothing like my mother.
Ronee Lawrence: [about her mother] If she sees me like dressed this, she'd know that I spent the night and then she'd be carping about it the whole weekend.
Dr. Frasier Crane: What, she doesn't approve of pre-marital sex?
Ronee Lawrence: Judging by the diving bell she wore as a nightgown, she wasn't real big on post-marital sex either.
Martin Crane: Plus, I'm startin' out with one strike against me.
Ronee Lawrence: Mother still remembers a night he drove me home from babysitting you and Niles, thirty years ago...
Martin Crane: Forty years ago.
Ronee Lawrence: I'm telling this story. I was all weepy because this guy had just dumped me, and your father put his arm around me, just to be nice. And Mom saw it and she thought he was trying to rob me of my virtue.
Dr. Frasier Crane: [chuckling] Oh, that's crazy.
Ronee Lawrence: I know, like there was anything left to rob.
[They all laugh]
Ronee Lawrence: Hey, you're up early. Rain wake you?
Dr. Frasier Crane: Oh, no, just a little preoccupied.
Ronee Lawrence: Well, if there's something on your mind you can tell me. Won't be long before I'm your mom.
Dr. Frasier Crane: I was actually gonna tell you before you said that.