BLINDED DATE
"Oh, hello Dr. Crane," Daphne greeted Niles over the phone, "Perfect timing! You're brother has just walked in!"
"Is that Niles?" Frasier asked as he hung his coat after entering the apartment. Daphne nodded before Niles continued.
"Actually, Daphne, I wanted to speak to you."
"Oh?" was all she got out with her frown.
Frasier was nearing her so she shook her head and turned her back towards him to let him know the phone call wasn't for him.
"I was wondering if you would be willing to come over to my place tomorrow night to teach me how to make the sticky toffee pudding I asked you about? That is, if you don't have any plans on a Saturday night?"
Daphne suddenly felt nervous. She knew it wasn't a date. They were both in committed relationships. The only thing was, ever since she found out about his feelings, she kept anticipating when he would tell her himself.
"I uh... Sure, Dr. Crane. I don't have any plans," she said with a smile and Niles could hear it in her voice. "Oh, okay then! Wonderful!"
Niles was beaming. She had made it so easy for him. Why couldn't it have been this easy when he had had other intentions?
"Come over around 6:30 pm?" he said.
"I'll see you then!" she responded, enthused.
Martin entered just as they hung up. "Hey Daph! Who was that on the phone?" he asked, wondering whether Niles had asked her yet.
"It was Dr. Crane. "He wants me..." She paused to sneeze. "...to help him with a recipe tomorrow night."
He wants you alright! Martin thought. "Oh that's nice. You're not busy tomorrow?"
"No, Donny has a few cases to go over at the firm for Monday so he'll be busy. I was just going to stay in and look through a few bridal magazines," Daphne responded.
"I see. Well ya could come by here once ya finish with Niles 'cause I'll be here all night if you want some company on a Saturday night."
"Thank you, Mr. Crane," she said before returning to her bedroom.