And then there’s this brief, wonderful exchange between Frasier and Niles as written by Lloyd.

FRASIER sits at a table with a cappuccino.

FRASIER

Good morning, Niles.

NILES sits at a separate table with a cappuccino.

NILES

And to you, Frasier.

NILES, in rubber gloves, wipes his chair with his handkerchief, then moves on to wipe his open laptop. We now see they are in different houses and speak via Skype. NILES wipes his camera lens.

FRASIER

Not that I don’t delight in the squealing of your rubber glove across the camera lens, but Dr. Freud might wonder if an excess cleansing of one’s physical space doesn’t bespeak the distinctly unclean state of one’s own mind.

NILES

I have had impure thoughts during this confinement. Last night at virtual wine club, I assayed a ripe Bordeaux held more promise than the loose laces on a beer-hall barmaid’s peasant blouse. 

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Read the full piece here, which also includes a heart-swelling Elmo monologue from Sesame Street’s Ken Scarborough and an admiral’s log in which Jean-Luc Picard posits that we will emerge from this “stronger” andperhaps more aware of the profound connections we have always shared.” A nice thought, that.

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