(Saturday Night)
"You could have at least warned me before you decided to make a complete fool out of me and broadcast it all over Seattle!" Niles was yelling as Frasier followed him into the condo.
Daphne looked up from her crossword puzzle and smiled. "Well! If it isn't the radio celebrities!"
"Hello Daphne." Niles said, grinning at the object of his affections.
"Niles, please! Do you honestly think that I planned this?" Frasier asked. "I for one simply cannot believe that such a well thought out production could turn into such a farce. I had no intention of embarrassing anyone!"
"Poppycock!" Niles retorted. "Because of your... incompetence... you didn't have enough voices and therefore used me as your scapegoat! Admit it, Frasier. You screwed up and in your desperate search, called your little brother because he'll-."
"Hey! Knock it off!" Martin yelled, startling the Crane boys to silence.
"Niles, I am not going to tell you again... this was not my fault! Nor was it intentional!" Frasier yelled.
Niles' eyes widened. "Oh really? Then how do you explain that Nightmare Inn was such a disaster?"
"Well, Mr. Star performer... It wouldn't have been a disaster if you had read the script the way it was written!"
Niles' jaw dropped. "Well if you had just recruited enough people, none of this would have ever-."
"SHUT UP! I'm trying to watch the game here!" Martin yelled.
Niles pointed to his brother. "He started it!"
"Niles, I can't believe you're holding me responsible for such a horrible performance!" Frasier said.
"What's gotten into you two?" Daphne yelled. "I can't believe the way you two are carryin' on like this!"
Ashamed of his behavior, Niles hung his head low in an effort to avoid eye contact with his brother.
"Look what you've done, Frasier! You've upset our Daphne!" Niles said, taking her hand.
Frasier rolled his eyes. "Yes. She looks positively heartbroken!"
"Oh, I'm not upset." Daphne said, slowly pulling her hand away. "I've just never seen you fightin' quite so much."
"I'm sorry, Daphne" Niles said. "Frasier and I are just a little unnerved with how our production came out."
"I thought it was a wonderful performance." Daphne said with a smile.
"Ah, it's nice to know that some people appreciate my efforts!" Frasier said.
"Although there didn't seem to be as many murders when we were rehearsin' it." She finished.
"You see what you've done, Niles?" Frasier yelled. "Even Daphne is appalled by the outcome!"
Daphne looked at her boss in horror "Dr. Crane! I never-."
"I understand." Niles said, heading for the door. "Well... I think I've been insulted enough for one evening. Goodnight, Dad... Daphne..."
"Dr. Crane, wait! Don't go!" Daphne called, running after Niles.
"Come on, Niles. It's not your fault!" Martin said.
He stopped in the doorway, his heart warming when Daphne smiled at him.
"Daphne, I appreciate your concern and it makes you even more of an angel than you already are, but I'm afraid that I've already caused enough trouble for one evening. Goodnight, all."
Daphne and Martin watched helplessly as Niles walked out of the condo and shut the door behind him.