My Shopping Trip With Daphne
Roz pounded on the door to Frasier's apartment. She needed a female to talk to. She had tried sleeping, but that was useless. She needed to talk to someone, and that someone had to be female. She needed to talk to Daphne. Unfortunately, her friend was not at Niles'. She had to be here at Frasier's. Roz groaned as she slumped down to the floor. Hopefully Frasier would not be there. Hopefully no one else would be. She could not deal with any one else at the moment. Martin was great, but he was not a girl. She already knew his views on her raising Alice alone. She could not deal with that. Not now.
The door opened slowly, and Roz looked weakly up at Daphne. "Are you busy?" she asked as she tried to maintain a normal tone of voice as she was unsure of who else was within hearing range. "I've got a sitter for Alice until seven."
"What did you have in mind?" Daphne asked. "I am a married woman now," she reminded Roz with a smile.
Roz groaned. "Yea, that's great for you," she snapped. "Sorry," she immediately apologized. "Shopping now," she said. "I'll explain on the way."
Daphne nodded. She sensed that Roz meant business. She knew something serious was going on. "When Niles gets here, tell him I'm shopping with Roz," she called to Martin presumably.
"Alright," Martin called from the kitchen. "Have a nice time," he said with a wave good-bye as he re-entered the main room with a can of beer. "Nice seeing you, Roz."
Roz nodded weakly then quickly left the apartment. She hit the elevator button repeatedly until it finally opened. She and Daphne rushed into it, and Roz quickly hit the 'Door close' button. "Can you drive?" Roz asked finally. "I don't think I feel comfortable doing it in my condition."
"What's going on, Roz?" Daphne asked with genuine concern. The elevator hit the garage, and Daphne took the keys from her friend. The two of them began walking to Roz's car. "I'm going to figure it out eventually," Daphne pointed out. "You can either tell me or wait until then, but I should warn you if you do that, then it's going to be awkward."
Roz sighed heavily as she opened her door and sat in the passenger seat. She waited for Daphne to sit down before she spoke. "It's already awkward," she said. "I'm pregnant," she admitted. "Please don't tell anyone."
Daphne nodded. "Of course," she said. "Whose is it?" she asked a moment later.
Roz drew in another breath. She was not sure how she felt about this. She knew Frasier was supportive, but she did not know if that was enough for her. Did that make her selfish?
"Roz?" Daphne questioned.
"It's Frasier's," Roz admitted finally. "And before you ask, I don't know how I feel about it. I mean, about the Frasier part at least. The baby part I can handle. I did that before. There I know what to expect. This…this is new."
"Does he know?" Daphne asked simply as she started the car.
Roz nodded. "Of course," she said. "He kind of figured it out," she said. "I was going to tell him today, but the words wouldn't form. Add that to my ghoulish appearance, and it was obvious," she said.
"Where to?" Daphne asked as they approached the end of the garage.
"The mall," Roz said. "Unfortunately, I need some more maternity clothes. I didn't save them all from when I had Alice."