Frasier1993

Gil Chesterton:
Brilliant show, Frasier! Chock full of pithy insight.

Dr. Frasier Crane:
What do you want?

Gil Chesterton:
A favor. Bonnie Weems, the Auto Lady, just asked me to another one of her wretched dinner parties. Well, I was planning on saying that you and I have ballet tickets, so do back me up.

Dr. Frasier Crane:
I'm sorry, I can't.

Gil Chesterton:
Oh, but you've got to! Have you any idea how vile her food is? The local raccoons have posted warning signs on her trash bins!

Dr. Frasier Crane:
You see, she already invited me, and I told her I promised my father I'd drive him to his army reunion at Rattlesnake Ridge.

Gil Chesterton:
Oh, very clever. Well, I'd use it myself, but I killed my father off to escape her Labor Day clambake.