Wednesday Morning
I'm off to the market, Dr. Crane. Is there anything special you'd like me to pick up? Besides the items on this list in me hand?"
"I think that pretty well covers it, Daphne." Frasier said. "Oh wait... Could you pick up a box of those water crackers that Niles and I like so much? They'll be a perfect companion to the Merlot that I bought for our wine club dinner party Friday night."
Daphne wrote Frasier's request on the shopping list. "Certainly, Dr. Crane. I say, you Americans eat the craziest things. What in the world are water crackers?"
Frasier smiled. "Aisle seven, second shelf from the bottom, blue box."
"Blue box, aisle seven. Got it." Daphne said, putting pen to paper. "But I still have no idea what water crackers are!"
"Oh geez, it's just a fancy way of saying "tastes like cardboard!" Martin said as he hobbled into the living room. "Give me some Ritz crackers and a six pack of Ballantine and I'll be perfectly happy. And that reminds me; I'm almost out. Can you pick up some for me?"
Momentarily confused, Daphne blinked. "Some what, Mr. Crane?"
"Ballantine of course! And some Ritz crackers."
Daphne scribbled on the shopping list. "All right. Ballantine, Ritz. Well, I'm off!"
"Goodbye, Daphne." Frasier called as she closed the door behind her.
In the elevator, she took another glance at the list in her hand. What in the world would Dr. Crane want with all of this fancy food; most of which she'd never heard of?
Back in Manchester, dinner parties consisted of little more than tea and light sandwiches.
But as she knew all too well, Seattle was nothing like her hometown of Manchester and for that she was extremely grateful.
With a sigh, she stepped onto the sidewalk and headed for the market. Even if she had no idea what half of the items on the grocery list were, she was determined to make sure that Dr. Crane's dinner party was a huge success.