"Thanks for coming over, Roz," Frasier said.
The attack last night had caused him to review his skills as a fighter: she should have been able to take that guy out.
But he decided to skip work and take a personal day. He was safer in his home, at least emotionally.
"No problem," Roz said. "Harriet, mind making me some tea?"
"I'm not at work!" Harriet sniffed. "Make it yourself."
"Well, I don't want you to get rusty."
Harriet glared at Frasier.
"I'll make us tea," Frasier said, getting up from the couch.
"Frasier, you're all messed up," Roz said. "You were attacked last night."
"So was I!" Harriet whined.
"Yeah, but you had a shield."
"It broke! I had to spend the rest of the night fixing it."
"Well, you can defend yourself. Frasier, on the other hand..."
"I heard that!" Frasier snapped. He was in the kitchen.
The doorbell rang. Roz ran over to get the door.
"I'll get it," she said as she opened the door."
Jack, Janet and something covered with a tarp cackled.
"Prepare for trouble!" Janet said.
"And make it double," Jack added.
"To protect old shows from cancellation!"
"To unite all genres within our nation!"
"To denounce the evils of network jerks!"
"It's the superior show that-"
Roz sighed and judo chopped both of them. She then kicked the two and their tarp clear across the hall.
"Who was it?" Harriet asked as Roz closed the door.
"Girl scouts," Roz responded.
"I burned the tea!" Frasier called out. "Eh, forget it: let's just go out and buy coffee."
"But... Ah, whatever."
Niles and Daphne met the three at the coffee shop. Niles had informed them that Daphne's mother was in town, watching David.
"I hope this whole thing wraps up soon," Daphne said. "A boy needs his mummy and daddy.
"Mommy," Harriet said.
"What?"
"Daphne's mother leaves in about a week," Niles told them. "If this isn't all wrapped up soon, Daphne and I are leaving."
"Or is it, 'Daphne and me?'" Roz asked.
"I... Well...That reminds me! Frasier, Dad and his date are coming over."
"And?" Frasier prodded.
"How did you know there was more? Anyway, Sophia is bringing her daughter over to meet you."
Frasier groaned. Harriet held Frasier's hands tightly.
"Not this again!" Frasier groaned. "I've told him over and over that I'm still with Harriet."
"If she comes near my Frasier, she better expect to get punched out!" Harriet said loudly.
Patrons of the shop started to stare at her. Niles forced back a chuckle.
"Too over-the-top?"
"Yes," Frasier said.
"I'm serious! I mean, what if she's a villain?"
Roz stood up and said, "Frasier, can I talk to you about something?"
Harriet's eyes grew wide as Frasier and Roz stepped outside.
"Well, I hope they're not leaving us with the bill," Niles said.
Once outside, Roz told Frasier, "Don't you think something a little off with your girlfriend?"
Frasier waved through the window at Harriet, then turned to Roz and said, "Nonsense."
"This time she starts a scene, what if she spills hot drinks on people?"
"Come on, Roz, that was one time, Harriet apologized and it was an accident."
"Frasier, I'm serious..."
Roz said something, but Frasier wasn't listening.
He was focused on something that sped away.
"Roz, there he is again!" Frasier exclaimed.
"What?"
"The shadow, and it's going in the same direction as the apartment."
"Frasier, you go on. I'll tell the others."
"Thank you, Roz."
Frasier gave a half-hearted smile and started to run.
Then he ran back, got his car and drove home.
Frasier opened his door and quickly shut it and locked it once inside.
"Dad! Dad!" Frasier exclaimed. "Are you hear?"
Martin shuffled out of Frasier's bedroom.
"You didn't!"Frasier gasped.
"I was just showing these two lovely ladies around," Martin replied. Sophia followed him out.
"Two lovely ladies?" Sophia asked. "Well, one lovely lady and her daughter."
Martin chuckled.
A tall, nice-looking, white elderly woman with graying hair stepped out of the room. She seemed to tower over Sophia and martin.
"Dorothy, this is Frasier," Martin said to her.
Dorothy's eyes grew wide.
As she and Frasier shook hands, she said to him, "Hello, Frasier. I heard you on the radio a couple of days ago."
Frasier's eyes grew wide.
"You're the shadow person!" Frasier shouted.
"Well, thank you for screaming in my face," Dorothy said sarcastically.
"You're the shadow man! You attacked us last night!"
Martin said, "Frasier, you were attacked? Why didn't you tell me?"
Eddie barked.
"Oh."
"Why, I bet you're not even Dorothy!" Frasier declared as he started to pull at Dorothy's hair. "I beat... you're a man in drag."
"How dare you!" Dorothy screamed as the pushed Frasier away.
"I thought Dorothy was a man, too, when I had her," Sophia said. "The forearms and chest hair she had as a baby made me suspicious."
"I'm a woman!" Dorothy screamed. She finally managed to pull Frasier off.
"You're probably from a show in the '80's!" Frasier said.
"'80's, going into the '90's," Dorothy replied. "And that's no excuse for harassing me!"
Frasier summoned his Sword and said, "Prepare to die, you evil old crone!"
"Evil old crone?" Dorothy repeated. She backed away from Frasier.
"Frasier, this is insane!" Martin cried out. "Stop attacking your future step-sister."
"Or wife," Sophia said. "She's desperate, so she'll settle for you."
"Settle?" Frasier asked. "What is that supposed to mean?"
"It means what you think it means. Martin, honey, no offence... but you're son's an idiot!" "I know, Sophia," Martin sighed. "I know."
Frasier Crane VS Dorothy Zbornac
"What was that voice?" Sophia asked.
Martin led her and Eddie to the kitchen and said, "You'll find out. And we'll watch it from a safe distance."
"Like the hippos mating at the zoo."
"Eh, something like that."
"You cannot win!" Frasier screamed as he ran at Dorothy with his Sword up high.
FIGHT!
Dorothy summoned her own sword and blocked Frasier's hit.
"You got me," she said smugly. "I was sent here to kill you."
Dorothy pushed her sword's side against Frasier's, putting in enough force to send him flying to the couch.
"Does this mean...Sophia and Dad are not in love?" Frasier asked.
Martin turned to Sophia and said, "Was your dating me just a scheme to get close to Frasier?"
"Please, you overestimate me!" Sophia said. "Dorothy wanted to come. It's not anyone's fault I fell in love with such a charming man."
"I'm not sure if I believe you, honey."
"My mom just came with me here," Dorothy said. "Trust me, none of this was planned. I was supposed to kill Frasier and get out of Seattle."
"But I was seeing Sophia since before George Jefferson attacked."
"I was here before my daughter came!" Sophie declared. "I was just vacationing when Dorothy joined me. And I was thinking of moving to be closer to you, but..."
"I'm so sorry, Sophia!"
"Forget about , Martin Crane, really hurt me."
"How 'bout some wine?"
"Apology accepted."
Frasier ran up and delivered a kick to Dorothy, sending her flying a few feet away before falling to the floor.
"Nice kick," Sophia said to him.
"Thank you," Frasier grumbled.
Dorothy sprung up and threw ninja stars at Frasier, giving him several small cuts to his form.
"Your daughter has good aim, Sophia," Martin said. "Dorothy, you should be a police officer."
"Thanks," Dorothy muttered. "Now, Frasier Crane, you will fall before the might of this golden girl."
"That's the name of the show!" Sophia exclaimed.
"It's gets better," Martin told her, although with sarcasm on the last with.
Frasier Crane and Dorothy Zbornac traded blows. They struggled to hit one another, dodge attacks or shield themselves.
They were evenly matched.