Cheers1982

Dr. Frasier Crane:
[talking to Woody] I remember when I was courting a certain beauty. I wrote her a poem. It wasn't a great piece of literature, but it expressed my feelings honestly. I recall reciting the last lines when we were sitting on a fire, basking in our love: "Your lips are a flame that consumes me / and the candle that lights my way."

Dr. Lilith Sternin-Crane:
Frasier, love...

Dr. Frasier Crane:
Yes, dearest?

Dr. Lilith Sternin-Crane:
I never heard that drivel before in my life. [then dumps cocktail onto Frasier's pants and leaves]

Dr. Frasier Crane:
[nervous] I wonder whose lips those were.