"What the h...hell are you doing, Fraser?"
Fraser looked up from his knees. "You requested that I help find your glasses, Ray."
"Yeah, and I do not think they're...um. There."
"It's proper technique when searching for lost objects to search in all places."
"Indeed. As you know, I have highly sensitive fingers, and there does seem to be an...object here."
"Yeah, there's an object there. That's my...that's my...oh, my God. Fraser. No one uses their...their...oh, God....mouths..."
Fraser, of course, did not answer. Fraser apparently knew the proper technique for many things. In fact, Fraser's mouth defined proper technique.
"I assume a strip search is next, Frase?"
"Indeed. Cavities, too."
"We'll find those glasses yet."