"Come on, Daphne. We cannot waste any time! Do you know where my brother is?" Niles asked excitedly.
"He's called off sick from the radio show, for the second time this week! I don't want him to lose his job. What will we do?"
"We've got to get to the bottom of this! We'll save my brother yet, or my name isn't Dr. Niles Crane!"
"Dr. Crane?"
"Yes, Daphne?"
"Thank you. For listening. I know this can't be easy for you, seeing your brother like this, but I know that things can't go on the way they have been."
"It should be I who thanks you. For caring so much about my family. I don't know what we'd ever have done without you."
"You're too kind. Now let's get going!"
Back at Frasier's, Martin was doing everything he could do to keep Eddie from pestering his eldest son. But it wasn't working. Eddie kept barking and Frasier kept snapping, it was a true battle of the wills.
"Niles, Daphne, thank goodness you're here. You have to do something! I don't know who's driving me more crazy, the dog or my son!" Martin cried out.
"That's why we're here, Dad. Daphne, would you mind taking Eddie back to your bedroom for a few minutes?" Niles asked politely.
"Of course."
After she left, Niles sat down with Frasier. "What happened with the radio show today?"
"Isn't a psychiatrist allowed to call off sick?"
"Daphne says this is the second time this week…"
"That blabbermouth."
"Don't you dare speak of Daphne that way! Anyways, we couldn't help but be concerned. We know how seriously you take your show. This isn't like you, Frasier. Is there anything you can do for me?"
"You can put the dog down," Frasier muttered.
"Hey, I'm in the room!" Martin yelled.
"Okay, okay. This may be none of my business, but I've noticed, as well as have Daphne and Dad, that you haven't been yourself after Diane left. Can I assume your sudden bout of sickness has anything to do with her leaving?"
"Of course not. That woman means no more to me than Lilith does."
Niles and Martin exchanged looks."I'm not aware of everything, but I know that you two have a past. Would you mind sharing some of the details of said past? I think it would help me to put things in perspective for you."
"I don't need perspective. I just need," Frasier emphasized," to be left alone!" With that, he stormed off to his bedroom, slamming his door shut behind him.
"Well that went over well," Niles muttered.
"Come on son, you've given it your best shot. What else are you going to do?"
Inspiration hit. "Dad, tell Frasier that Daphne is going on vacation."
"Where's she going? I'm not saying that it's a bad idea…"
Niles' eyes lit up. "We're going to Boston!"