Frasier stopped and looked at Martin with interest as he entered the living room. "Hey Dad, what are you doing?"
"Nothing you'd be interested in." Martin replied, quickly hiding the objects he held in his hand.
"Oh, I don't know about that. I think you'd be surprised at how much we have in common."
"I'd be surprised if we had anything in common."
"Well why don't you just humor me? You know communication-."
"I know, 'it's what makes families stronger' Blah, blah, blah! I've heard it all before. All right, Mr. Professional. If you must know I'm looking at the pictures we took on our last trip to the Grand Canyon."
"Really? May I see?"
"Be my guest." Martin said, handing Frasier the stack of photos.
As Frasier began to sort through the pictures, he smiled. "Oh my! These certainly bring back memories. Niles and I must have been... what? About nine or ten?"
"It was a long time ago." Martin said, not bothering to answer Frasier's question. "Those were good times; those trips we took with your mother."
Frasier put a gentle hand on his father's shoulder. "You miss her, don't you?"
"Every day of my life." Martin replied.
Frasier thought for a moment. "You know, I remember when Lillith and I took Frederick to the Grand Canyon. It was a wonderful trip. Of course we didn't have an RV. We flew First Class from Boston. It turns out that Frederick was more interested in the science of the Grand Canyon than of its beauty, but it still fascinated him. Lillith and I stood at the edge, gazing at the sunlight, in awe of how it hit the canyon walls producing a rainbow of colors."
"Sounds romantic." A familiar voice said.
Martin and Frasier turned to find Daphne standing behind Martin's chair, holding a basket of laundry.
"Hello Daphne."
"Hey Daphne." Frasier and Martin said together.
"What are you two lookin' at?"
"Oh, just some pictures of our trip to the Grand Canyon when Niles and I were kids." Frasier said.
Daphne gasped. "May I see?"
"Of course." Frasier said.
Daphne took the stack of photos from Frasier and sorted through them in awe.
"It's so beautiful. I've always wanted to go here, ever since I was a little girl. Mum and Dad always said it was ridiculous for a girl in Manchester to want to go to America to see a big hole in the ground."
Frasier chuckled, and then thought for a minute. "Why don't we all go?"
Martin looked at his son in disbelief. "Are you serious?"
"Why not? I can clear my scheduled and we can take the Winnebago and make the trip down. I bet Niles would love it."
Martin shook his head. "You're kidding, right?"
"Dad, he's not a child anymore. He should appreciate some quality time with his family. Plus, it will get him away from Maris for a while."
At this, Martin laughed. "That would be a vacation in itself."
"Oh, it sounds lovely." Daphne said. "I'm sure you'll have a wonderful time. Although it'll be strange not havin' you around for a while."
"What, are you crazy?" Martin asked. "You're coming too."
Daphne's eyes widened. "Are you serious?"
"Of course! You're family." Frasier said.
"Oh my God, thank you so much!" Daphne said, hugging Frasier and then Martin fiercely.
"Oh, I can't believe this! I need to start packing right away!"
She ran to her room, then stopped and ran back to Martin's chair, kissing both Frasier and Martin on the cheek.
"You two are so wonderful! This is like a dream come true! Thank you so much!"
"It's our pleasure, Daphne and you deserve it more than any of us." Frasier said.
As Daphne hurried to her bedroom she turned to smile at Frasier and Martin.
"I love you both, so much."
"And we love you too, Daphne." Frasier replied.
They watched with smiles on their faces as Daphne disappeared into the hallway.