"Just leave the order to me, Niles, you'll only over-complicate it, as usual."
"They just better have nutmeg, Frasier, that's all I'll say."
"Good morning, gentlemen, I'm Norma Jennings, owner of the RR. What can I get you?"
"Hello Norma, I'm Dr. Frasier Crane, and this is my brother, Dr. Niles Crane. I'll have a double decaf non-fat latte, medium foam, dusted with just the faintest whisper of cinnamon and Niles will have a double latte, full-fat…"
"Excuse me, Dr. Crane, but the RR is not a specialist coffee shop. We're just a small-town diner – Twin Peaks only has a population barely over 5,000. You can have it black, or with cream and sugar."
"No nutmeg, damn. I knew this was a mistake, Frasier. So much for your 'I know a shortcut.'"
"Drop it, Niles! I distinctly noticed the sign said 50,000. I was hoping that implied some level of civilization."
"You can blame the network for that one."
"Excuse me, Norma, gentlemen – Is there a problem here?"
"Morning Agent Cooper. No, there's no problem. I was just explaining to these gentlemen that we have a limited menu."
"Limited is an understatement. So, Agent Cooper, what's the F.B.I. doing in Twin Peaks? I'm Dr. Frasier Crane, by the way."
"Morning Dr. Crane – just looking for the best damn coffee this side of the Rockies. Something tells me I've come to the right place. Wait a minute…Frasier Crane? From the radio?"
"Oh, you've heard of me?"
"Yes, I was staying in Seattle once in a hotel that unfortunately didn't have cable, so I had little alternative. If I might make a suggestion – you should both try the cherry pie. It'll slay you. Hey, where are you going?"
"Give me the keys, Niles, I'll get us to Cafe Nervosa in ninety minutes."
