(Niles' POV)
He'd never forget her words for as long as he lived.
He had no idea what had come over him. It began as a simple conversation; Frasier complaining about the ridiculous drawing that Stefano made of him to hang in his restaurant, and the next, Daphne was complaining about her eyes.
"I've always fancied sparkling blue ones instead of dull old brown." She said as they sat side by side on Frasier's Cocoa Chanel sofa.
He couldn't believe what he was hearing, nor could he believe what he'd said in reply.
"Your eyes are not dull. They're… warm and… full of life."
She smiled at him, her gorgeous chocolate brown eyes looking into his and said; "You have beautiful eyes too."
They stared at each other for a moment longer but then to his surprise she rose from the sofa abruptly, muttering something about getting oat bran for Frasier. How dare he send her out on an errand so quickly? But when he thought about it, the whole scenario didn't make sense. Frasier had made no mention of oat bran and in fact had told Daphne that he didn't need it right away.
But she left anyway, as though she was pressed for time. She was getting married in a few weeks and she had better things to do with her time other than running errands for his older brother with the big forehead. He winced, thinking of the calamity that Frasier had caused over that ridiculous caricature and how he'd managed to get them thrown out and banned from Stefano's restaurant. Niles would never live that one down but he was grateful for the ban. He couldn't take anymore of Stefano's embraces of gratitude.
He left shortly after Daphne did and secretly hoped that he would catch her before she drove off to God knows where. He was worried about her, and although he was all but sure that it was nothing more than pre-wedding jitters, he couldn't help thinking that there might be something more. However, it was just his luck that when he arrived at his car, he saw no sign of her.
However, that didn't stop him as he drove to meet Mel, from thinking about Daphne, as he had always done. He thought back to their conversation regarding her eyes and smiled. For the time being, he could forget about the fact that she would soon be Mrs. Donny Douglas (Oh how it hurt even to think it), and dream that she was his.