Uncertainty fell onto Daphne as she pulled her car into the Elliot Bay Towers parking garage. Niles pulled his BMW into the space beside her and shut off the engine. She was barely out of the car when he was suddenly standing by her side. She took his outstretched hand and he helped her out of the car. It was something that Donny had never done, even when they were first dating.

Still hoping onto Niles' hand, she kissed his soft cheek. "You're such a gentleman."

"And you are absolutely beautiful." He replied.

She gasped in surprise as she pulled her into his arms and kissed her passionately. She was grateful that he was holding onto her when she moved her arms away from his, for she surely would have fainted. Never in her life had she been kissed in such a manner. It was a kiss that every woman dreamed about; the kiss of fairy tales.

But then reality set in. "No…" she said, drawing back even further so that they were now standing apart. She couldn't meet his eyes for the concern that she knew she would find there.

"Daphne, what's wrong?"

Slowly she raised her eyes to meet his. "Y-your brother and your father…"

"What about Dad and Frasier?"

"We should go inside." She said, silently cursing herself. It wasn't at all what she'd wanted to say. "They're probably worried."

He started to speak but she took his hand and led him into the building. They walked past Morrie the doorman who greeted them in the manner in which he'd always greeted them.

"Good evening Ms. Moon, Dr. Crane."

"H-hello Morrie." She said, feigning a smile. "Please, call me Daphne."

Morrie nodded. "All right. Good evening Daphne. I heard that congratulations are in order."

She froze; an unsettling feeling settling in her stomach. Why did he have to bring that up at that moment, when things were turned upside down to begin with?

"Daphne?"

She glanced at Niles and then back at Morrie. "No, I…"

Morrie's eyes widened. "No?"

The poor man looked completely embarrassed and she felt for him. She smiled (a real smile) and reached for his hand. "No, I'm sorry. But thank you for your concern. You've always been so kind."

"Oh, well… Mr. Crane said…"

"He was wrong." She snapped, immediately feeling guilty.

"It's all right, Morrie. I'm sure it was just a misunderstanding." As if sensing Daphne's unease, Niles put his arm around her and led her toward the elevators. But she felt worse than ever. How could she have spoken so harshly to such a nice man? It would take a lifetime to make it up to him and she feared that things between them might not ever be the same. But her life had changed so dramatically in the past few days that nothing could ever be the same again.

They stepped inside and rode to the nineteenth floor in silence. But she was well aware of Niles' soft hand in hers, the way his thumb was moving across her skin. The doors opened and they crossed the hallway, pausing at the door. He reached for her free hand and looked into her eyes.

"Daphne is everything all right?"

"I…"

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." She lied. "Let's go inside."

He remained silent as she inserted her key into the lock; but her trembling hand made even the simplest act difficult. The moment the door was opened, they found Frasier and Martin standing in the doorway.

"Niles." Martin said by way of greeting.

"Dad, Frasier… About before…" Niles began.

"Apology not necessary, Niles. I'm…"

"What Fras is trying to say is that he's happy for you, son. And so am I."

Daphne's eyes moved toward Martin in disbelief. "Did Donny-."

"I talked to him for you, Daphne." Frasier explained. "But I think that you should call him."

Her mouth fell open. "Y-you didn't tell him about…"

"No. The only thing I told him was that tonight wasn't a good night for you to have company."

"But Dr. Crane…"

"Don't worry Daphne. I didn't tell him anything else. He was agitated of course, but it's all the more reason that you should talk to him. And when you do, be completely honest; speak from the heart."

"I-I will." Daphne promised. She then turned to Niles and kissed his cheek. "But not tonight."

"Tonight we should celebrate!" Niles said enthusiastically. "Frasier do we have any champagne in the refrigerator?"

"Yes, I think we do, Niles." Frasier replied.

Niles crossed the living room following his brother into the kitchen, leaving Daphne alone in the living room with Martin.

She stood perfectly still, listening to the refrigerator door open and close. Then came the pop of the champagne cork and the clinking of glasses. "I'll go and help them." Martin said.

But still Daphne could not move, and when he realized that she was standing there alone, he returned to her side, his hand on her shoulder.

"You okay, Daphne?"

"I-I don't know." She replied honestly.

"What's wrong?"

"I-I don't know!" She repeated; her voice rising several octaves. "I just… I'm afraid that this was all a big mistake!"