Alone in his office, they stared at one another. Here there was no one to perform for, no one to judge them. Daphne looked at him carefully.
"Donny, what's going on?"
"Nothing. Look, just say what you have to say and then leave, all right? It's not like we have anything to say to each other anyway. The divorce is final."
She swallowed hard. "Yes, Donny. I'm aware of that. My lawyer called me."
"Well then, if it's more money that you're after-."
Her mouth fell open in disbelief. How dare he! "Donny! You really think that I'm here for money? I came here because I need to tell you something really important!"
"You're not getting the house." He snapped.
"I don't want the bloody house!" She yelled. "There something I need to tell you, all right! And it has nothing to do with what I want or don't want from you! But you need to know!"
"All right, just hurry up, okay? I have the Wilkersons coming in a half an hour."
She glanced at the clock on the wall and sighed. Donny was forever keeping track of time when it came to matters of his work. But when it came to his personal life-their marriage, it seemed that her feelings always took a backseat to whatever big divorce case he was working on.
Suddenly she had a revelation, or was it a vision? How could she have been so naive? From the very beginning, their relationship had been based on his work. He'd been obsessed with his career. Everything in their life had revolved around his bloody practice and his cases. She wondered how she hadn't seen it before. Because if she had-
"Five minutes, Daphne!" He barked as though he was a teacher giving the final warning for a test to be completed. "If you're going to tell me you'd better go ahead and do it!"
She couldn't believe how insensitive he'd become. Had he always been this way? She hated to think that it was true, but she was beginning to think that it was.
"Donny, what I have to tell you is going to take a lot longer than five minutes! Don't you get that? It involves our future!"
"We don't have a future, Daphne! We're divorced, remember?"
She flinched and put her hands over her ears like a child. "I know, Donny! You don't have to keep reminding me! It's not something I'm proud of; the fact that our marriage didn't work out. But you obviously-."
"The clock is ticking, Daphne. So whatever you need to say-."
She shook her head. "Why are you acting like this? Why can't we discuss this like adults?"
"All right, fine. I'm listening, Daphne. Isn't that what your friend Crane is always saying?"
"Well, yes, but Niles-." She gasped, realizing that she'd said the wrong thing. And she could tell from Donny's expression that he was onto her. "I- I didn't mean to say
Niles. I meant to say-."
"I know what you meant, Daphne! And don't think I don't know what's been going on between you and Crane! My question is this… how long has it been going on? Since before we were married?"
She was horrified at his accusation. "Donny!"
"You know, you've got some nerve showing up here, Daphne!" He yelled. "I should have security escort you out, but I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt. What is it you want from me? My blessing?"
Her mouth was trembling from his unexpected outburst and she could barely force herself to speak. "I-I…"
"What is it, Daphne? Why are you here?"
"Because there's something you need to know!"
"Nothing you can say or do is important to me anymore, all right? You made your intentions clear a long time ago!"
"My intentions? What are you talking about? I never-."
"The hell you don't!"
She was sobbing uncontrollably, his face blurred by her tears. And his hurtful, angry words still hit her. She tried and tried to tune him out but the more she tried, the more upset she became. And finally she couldn't take it anymore. "Donny please! Listen to me! There's something-."
"Forget it, Daphne! Whatever you have to say-."
"Donny, I'm pregnant!"