Guilty Little Secret
Usual disclaimer applies, and once again I have nothing of value, unless you value odd socks, old copies of Top Gear Magazine and many, many pictures of Jenson Button.
Frasier stormed out of the apartment, motivated by anger and the deep sense of betrayal he felt. He had to get away from them, after driving for hours he eventually pulled up in a small diner somewhere in the middle of Idaho, on checking his cellphone he discovered that there were 5 missed calls from his apartment and 4 more from Niles, as if he could bring himself to talk to him. As he went into the diner the phone rang again, he correctly surmised it was Niles, they weren't going to leave him alone so he turned it off. The state he was in, the last thing he needed to do was talk to anyone with the surnames Crane or Sternin, and hopefully Doyle or Moon either. He ordered a coffee from the woman behind the counter who seemed flummoxed by both the coffee machine and the cash register, either she's new, or working this shift she doesn't get many customers, he thought to himself whilst watching the comically inept waitress.
When the various rumblings of the coffee machine ceased and he eventually was served with his drink, a group of young men entered and gave him a strange look, before realising that men in Armani suits aren't generally a common sight in diners in farming country. After this minor distraction his attention was piqued by the radio,
"This is Dr Jonathan Humphrey on KMID 920 AM, if you have a problem ring in the number is..." He was already on his way over to the payphone when the number was being read out, and he missed it as a couple of the young men were having a disagreement, coinicdentally someone had stuck a promotional sticker from the station on the handset so he dialled it quickly.
The phone was answered quickly by Dr Humphry's producer Dawn, "Dr Jonathan Humphry's show, what is your problem"
"My brother slept with my ex-wife, I stormed out of the house and have no idea how to talk to them about it"
"You
should be able to speak to Dr Humphrey soon, may I take your
name?"
"Yes, it's Frasier Crane" he did think about
giving an pseudonym but decided against it when he couldn't decide on
a new name for himself.
"What seems to be the problem Frasier?"
Exlpaining what had happened, Frasier suddenly felt empathy for those who rang into his show, despite being a radio personality himself he was embarrased revealing the details of Niles and Lilith's encounter, as it was deeply humiliating. Eventually he found himself recalling the details, and with it, the catharsis of talking about it he now realised that storming out of the apartment and driving halfway across Idaho was the worst possible thing he could have done as all he did was let it fester. He was barley listening to the other end of the conversation, thankfully he seemed not to have missed much, all Dr Humphrey suggested that it might be best to talk to Niles and Lilith separatley, which was the conclusion he came to himself.
After hanging up the phone he drained his coffee and switched his cell phone back on, there were more missed calls than before, he was hardly surprised but this time he rang back, told Niles where he was and that he was on about to set off back and would like to talk to both him and Lilith to find out why they had spent the night together.