- Frasier: I always loved the name Laura.
- Martin Crane: Hey Frasier, you know, that was gonna be your name if you were a girl.
- Frasier: Really?
- Martin Crane: Yeah, your mother always wanted Priscilla, but I never liked the nickname, Prissy
- Niles: I never much cared for it either
- Niles: I met someone once flying home from college. I got bumped into first class, found myself sitting there next to a positively ravishing woman. She was a bit older and I was trying desperately to be suave, so when she leaned over and suggested we join the Mile High Club, rather than admit I was unfamiliar with the term, I whispered back, "I really don't travel enough to make that worthwhile." God, that was twenty years ago.
- [starts to chuckle, then]
- Niles: Nope, still can't laugh about it.
- Martin Crane: How was your dinner?
- Frasier: Not since Quasimodo strolled the streets of medieval Paris have so many people uttered the phrase, "That poor man."
- Martin Crane: I brought you some of Sherry's mock apple pie. It's called "mock" cause they uses crackers instead of apples.
- Frasier: Good, nothing spoils an apple pie like apples.
- Frasier: [after a disastrous evening] Anyway, after dinner I took a long stroll, and it suddenly struck me: I'm single. I'd gotten accustomed to thinking of myself as recently divorced, but that was five years ago. I'm forty-three, and I'm alone.
- Daphne: I can't imagine a more exciting way to meet. The woman of your dreams steps off a plane, and there you are to rescue her.
- Martin Crane: Oh yeah, you can't beat meeting somebody in a romantic way. That's the way it was between me and your mom.
- Niles: You met Mother over the chalked outline of a murder victim.
- Martin Crane: So? It was romantic to us.
- Frasier: My coming down here wasn't entirely the act of a Good Samaritan... more like a lonely Samaritan.