(Daphne's POV)
She opened the door, her heart fluttering at the sight of him. He was no longer wearing his Cyrano de Bergerac costume, but he still looked as handsome as he had the night before at his Halloween party.
"Hello, Dr. Crane."
He entered the living room and looked at her in all seriousness. "Daphne, I am absolutely mortified by my behavior last night. It was… inexcusable and I sincerely apologize."
Daphne smiled, remembering the way that Niles, after reputedly asking her if she was all right, dropped to one knee and asked for her hand in marriage. She knew that he'd only made such a bold gesture because he mistakenly thought that she was pregnant. In reality it was Roz who was pregnant and he really should have directed his proposal to Frasier's producer who got the news during the party, but there was no denying that Daphne was touched beyond measure. She reached for Niles' hand. "What you did was very gallant."
He blushed, making her smile once more. "Perhaps, but I would never intentionally make you feel uncomfortable, Daphne. If I had known…"
"Please don't apologize, Dr. Crane. I was flattered. I am… flattered."
"Daphne I want you to know that, God forbid, if you are fever to find yourself in that situation, I mean, really in that satiation I would never hesitate to ask for your hand in marriage. I mean… I-Um…" I wouldn't want your child to be without a father."
She started at him in complete disbelief. This man, this wonderful, caring good-hearted man, had just said the most beautiful words to her. And it was then that she started to cry.
"Daphne I'm sorry, I…"
She pulled him into a tight embrace, kissing his cheek not once but twice. "I love you, Dr. Crane."
He gasped, obviously surprised by her words, but she wasn't surprised at all. She did love him. She loved him very much.