(The Next Morning)

"Good morning, Dr. Crane. Mr. Crane." I said, unable to stop smilin as I emerged from the kitchen.

"What's so great about it?" Mr. Crane grumbled when he sat down at the breakfast table. He definitely wasn't in a good mood. And judging from the way Eddie was draggin' behind, I suspected that he wasn't in a good mood either.

"Good morning, Daphne. Isn't it beautiful outside?" Dr. Crane asked.

I smiled, grateful that someone was in a good mood.

"It certainly is and if you don't mind my sayin' so, you look right handsome in your white shorts and sweater."

The compliment made me blush a bit. I'd never been so bold as to compliment me boss before. Fortunately it made him smile.

"Well... Thank you, Daphne. It's nice to see that someone's in a good mood this morning."

Wow, he must have read me mind. Thought I was the only one who was psychic.

"So what's the occasion that has you all dressed in white?" I asked.

Dr. Crane took a big gulp of his orange juice. "Oh, nothing special. Niles and I have a squash court reserved for this morning."

At the mention of his brother's name, a strange feelin' of light-headedness came over me and I had to grab hold of the table for support.

"Something wrong, Daph?" Mr. Crane asked.

"Um... No... No... I'm fine." I lied.

I must have lost me balance again because Dr. Crane rose from his chair and rushed to me side. He was such a kind man.

"Are you sure you're all right?" He asked, putting his arm around me.

"I-I think so." I said.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I-I think I might be comin' down with somethin'." I said. Oh, I hated lyin to him, but I just couldn't tell him the truth; that I'd been thinkin' about his brother ever since I laid eyes on him.

"Perhaps you'd best sit down." He said moving a chair in my direction. "Here you are."

"Thank you, Dr. Crane." I said, lowerin' meself into the chair with a sigh.
"I'll be right back." He said, leaving Mr. Crane and I to exchange confused looks.

True to his word, he returned minutes later with a plate of toast and jam.

"Some food might help your dizziness." He said.

I smiled at his concern. "Thank you again, Dr. Crane."

Just then the doorbell rang and I rose to answer it.

"Now Daphne, just sit tight. I'll get it." Dr. Crane said.

I sighed, feelin' somewhat guilty. After all, answerin' the door was my job!

"Niles! Come in!" I heard Dr. Crane say as I took a bite of me toast.

"Hello Frasier! Ready for a rousing game of squash?"

The mere sound of Niles' voice made me heart beat faster. And when I saw him, my heart beat even more rapidly.

His warm smile made me heart melt and I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He was dressed from head to toe in white; much like his brother... but so much more handsome.

"H-hello, Dr. Crane." I said, tryin' to keep the nervousness from me voice.

"Hello Daphne." He replied.

I felt me cheeks turnin' red at the sound of me name on his lips. I just loved the way he said it; almost as though he were singin' me a love song.

"I-I should probably get these dishes cleaned up." I said, rising from the table.

"Let me help you." Niles said, rushin' to gather the plates.

"Hey! I wasn't finished!" Mr. Crane protested when Niles grabbed his plate. I turned away so that he wouldn't see me laughin' at his stunned expression.