I've already loaned it to Lawrence Emerson and his mandrel-caroling group.īecause then it wouldn't be wassail, it would be punch. You know what, I'm going too, I'll walk with you.Īctually Roz, why don't you go ahead? I'm going to get myself a scone. I always found him terrifying - and inquisitorial. I've got plenty of odd chores around the house. Roz, if you needed extra cash you should have come to me. It's Christmas time I say let a thousand antlers bloom. Well, as you know my tipping policy stands firmly on the twin pillars of courtesy and efficiency. I hope that they're paying you extra to wear that.Īh. Say, is that a drinking fountain over there?Īh. But I'm not singing 'Wonderful World' again. Anyone fooled by a repeat performance would have to be a complete imbecile.įine. Niles, what you and Daphne shared today was utterly unique.

Oh, please! All the wine presses in Bordeaux wouldn't crush that woman. What the hell's going on? You guys already got married. No, I was referring to the gift we have for them.Īnd nota bene, it's been engraved with today's date in order to commemorate your wedding date until your real gift arrives. That we do! On your fiery throne presiding over the damned! All right, lets-let's go. Yes, if you'll excuse me, I'm in a rush to get to the farmer's market. That is just wonderful! And you know what? By way of a celebration, please allow me to treat us all to dinner at Couer du Singe. How could we not be hurt if we missed the wedding?

Niles, we've been there through the last ten tortured years of your courtship. Why?! If we had missed your wedding, well it would have just killed me. Two bags of chips, three puddin' cups, and a root beer.Ī, this is not a lunch, and B, I fail to see how it took you so long since you did not make anything but simply transferred smaller containers into a larger one. Chop, chop, Dad! Let's get a move on! The last time I was late for the farmer's market, I got the worst of the squash blossoms.

Jim ll paint it frasier