Daphne had never been to a tropical beach before, but now she wondered what she had been waiting for. Everything was so beautiful and so perfect.

The water was like the center of a crystal with a touch of sweet blue, and the sky was perfectly bright. She laid face down on her towel, her feet stretching out and bathing in the warm sand. Her hair naturally shaded her neck as it dried itself of saltwater and her eyes were closed to the light of the sun. Daphne felt perfectly at ease.

She couldn't believe Dr. Crane had given her so much time off. He was certainly being generous, way more than usual.

Squeezing her eyes shut tighter, she resolved not to think about work. Even though she loved her job, Daphne knew that if she thought about laundry one more time she would burst.

Easing a hand on her back, she felt heat and decided to flip over. She sat her bikini-adorned self up and then lay on her back. She smiled and looked at herself, remembering the swimsuit she had bought before arriving. It was a lively purple with orange and yellow flowers on it. It was perfect for her personality, she felt.

As time passed, Daphne thought about absolutely nothing. It was wonderful. She knew so many people who loved to go and party on their vacations, and though that was fun on occasion, she much preferred resting and being lazy when she went somewhere, and this situation fit that definition perfectly.

After a while, she decided to get up and go back to her hotel room. She gently shook off her towel and then rolled it up, grabbed the bottle of sunscreen she had brought, slipped on her cover-up, and headed to her hotel

She was staying in a well-laid-out resort in which most everything was in walking distance. Honestly she hadn't touched her car in a few days.

How did everything get so perfect? She thought to herself.

Things only got better when she reached her room, where she took a shower, changed into her pajamas, and climbed into bed. Surrounded by pillows and a lush mattress, she carried herself into a sugary sleep and stayed like that for as long as she wished. When she woke up, Daphne let the time linger over her head and she stayed covered up in bed.

That was when the phone rang. It was on her nightstand, so she picked it up without lifting her head from the pillow.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Daphne. Sorry to disturb you on your vacation, but I just wanted to check in." It was Frasier. Daphne had, for a reason unknown even to her, gave him the number to her room.

"Oh, that's all right. How's everyone doing back at home?"

"We're all doing well. Niles says hello."

"Hello, Dr. Crane!" she said, as if to Niles.

"I'll uh…tell him you said that."

"Thank you."

"Are you enjoying yourself?"

"Perhaps a little too much."

"Wonderful!"

They were silent for a few moments until Frasier said, "Roz is here. She wants to speak to you."

"All right." Frasier said goodbye to her and then Roz took over the phone.

"Hey Daphne."

"Hey Roz."

"So, have you found a guy yet?"

"Roz!"

"Let's cut the crap, Daphne. You're at the beach at a resort. I'm sure there are tons of available men there who would love a girl like you. I've seen how you look in a swimsuit."

"Roz!" She said again.

"Seriously, Daphne, you're not just going to go your whole vacation without doing something crazy."

"But I am! I'm having a great time just lying on the sand and taking naps."

Roz didn't say anything for a few moments. "Okay, I don't even know where to begin with what you just said. Come on! You need to chug some piña coladas, go for a night swim completely naked, show up at a party in a stranger's room—"

She laughed. "I'm not really that sort of person."

"Fine, do what you want. But remember, you only get one vacation a year, have a little fun!"

"Goodbye, Roz."

"See you, Daphne."

She hung up and let her friend's words hang in the air; then swiped them away. There was no way she was going to do something like what Roz had suggested.

Daphne didn't do anything else until that evening. As the sun went down, the moon came up, rising over the water. She watched it from the window of her room. Looking down at the beach below, she realized that the moon provided plenty of light. Daphne was immediately taken by the beauty of the evening and decided to embark down to the water's edge.

And she did just that. Just in case she felt like a swim, she changed into her swimsuit, which had dried by now, slipped on her cover, put on her flip flops, grabbed her towel, and went down to the beach.

When she got there, she walked until she reached a place that was quite secluded. As she faced the water, the area behind the sand was filled with large bushes and plants. Looking to the right and left of her, she saw uninterrupted sand.

She put down her towel and sat on top of it, enjoying the beauty of the night. The weather was perfect and the stars were out as well, framing the night with a golden wood. It was so lovely to be here. Roz was so wrong; this is how one should spend her vacation.

Suddenly, her words came back to Daphne's mind. "You need to chug some piña coladas, go for a night swim completely naked, show up at a party in a stranger's room…"

She thought again. "Go for a night swim completely naked…"

The more she thought about it, the more that actually sounded fun.

Maybe Roz was right to a certain extent, now that she turned it over in her mind. Being completely crazy on a vacation definitely wasn't Daphne's thing, but since it was just this one time…

Daphne caught herself smiling. She looked both ways just to make sure no one was coming, and then she stood up. First she pulled her cover over her head and tossed it into the sand. Slowly and carefully, she took off her bikini top and then her bottom until she was standing completely and totally bare; then she practically ran into the water and folded her knees.

The sandy bottom hit her legs as she fell in, colliding with all of her upper body eventually. The water felt so cool to all of her and she giggled and shivered slightly. She moved farther out by the light of the moon and looked back on the beach. No one else was there and she still felt very carefree. She dipped her head under the water a few times to get her hair wet and swam around a little bit like normal.

The second time she looked back, she noticed someone walking on the beach. She sank deeper into the water so that it covered her chest, but continued to play in the water.

When she was finished, she looked back at the beach. There was another person there this time, a couple. It would be easy enough to wait until there were gone, she knew.

But every time one person left, another came, and Daphne ended up being stuck naked in the ocean for a whole hour.

Where were all these people when I got in? She thought to herself.

Finally, a break occurred. She crept as close to the shore as she could without exposing herself and made a quick and easy plan. Turning her head to her left and to her right to check for people, she counted to ten and then sprung out of the water and raced to her things, were she threw her cover over her head, put her arms in, grabbed all of her stuff and ran back to her room, laughing to herself as she went.

When she had reached her room, she closed the door and collapsed in laughter on the tile floor. She couldn't believe that she had actually done that, and simultaneously she knew that no other person would ever know that she had, especially not Roz.

Daphne showered for the second time that day, got ready for bed, and then sank beneath the covers, smiling and laughing yet again.