Frasier more than anything wanted to tell his father the good news about the baby being a boy. He knew that it wasn't his place so he knew the best thing for him to do was to leave and let Daphne tell Martin in her own way. That would be best for everyone. If anyone could pull his father out of his depression, it would be Daphne, in that special brand of magic she'd cast upon the Crane family. Why, it was no wonder that Niles had been crazy about her from the moment he'd laid eyes on her.
Boy was he crazy about her. Frasier had assumed that it was just another one of his silly infatuations that would pass but it only grew stronger with each passing year. Frasier had never seen Niles act this way with Maris, but then again it wasn't as if she provoked that kind of passion from people, for whatever reason. Frasier remembered the time that Niles had asked him if he thought that he and Maris were meant to be together. After a lot of soul searching, he'd concluded that no, they weren't. And after seeing Niles and Daphne together, he stood by his answer all the more. If there were any two couple destined to be together, it was his brother and his father's physical therapist. And then fate and intervined ever so cruely…
So where could he go to kill an hour or two? He knew the answer but he didn't want to face it. The most logical place for him to go to was Café Nervosa, but he'd simply avoided the place ever since his brother… ever since his brother. He could go to the library, but that was clear on the other side of town. He wasn't hungry, so a restaurant was out of the question. No, a coffee was in order, so he would just have to buckle down and face his own demons.
Here Frasier was, at the place he'd spent so many hours with Niles. So many converations, some pleasant, some quarrels. He thought of the time Niles wanted to co-author a book with him. That didn't work out too well for either of them. He thought of the time Niles sat and asked him if he was happy. That brought on a lot of soul searching in ways that Niles had no idea he had done. His brother was his best friend, his confidant, his partner-in-crime, and as the server set down his order, Frasier couldn't help thinking: he was really going to miss his brother.