"It's for you," Ronee said as she handed Frasier the phone.
"Hello?"
"It's me."
"Lilith? What do you want? I trust that Frederick made it home safe and sound."
"Of course he did. He has become quite the traveler over the years. I realize this might sound intrusive, but I actually called for personal reasons. You see, Frasier, I was worried about you."
"About me? That's awfully kind of you, but I assure you that I am doing about as well as can be expected."
"Are you forgetting that it's me you're talking to? Who should know you better than anyone. Don't forget, we've been through many trials and tribulations together."
"How can I forget. While I appreciate your concern, I really must be going. I have a lot to take care of at my father's; surely you understand," he replied.
"Of course. But there is another reason for my call..."
"Which is?"
"I will be visiting Seattle on Sunday, and I thought it might be a good idea to get together. You know, for old time's sake."
He really, really did not want to deal with his ex wife during the same week as his father's funeral; however, who was he to turn her down? After all, they did share a lifetime of memories and not to mention a brilliant young son. "Of course, Lilith. You know where to find me."
With that , he hung up the phone and took another look at his father's picture. At least he wouldn't have to deal with Lilith now, he thought with a small laugh.
Lilith... after everything that had transpired between them, he found that he never could say no to her, not quite anyways. She may have hurt him deeply, but there was a part of him that would always care about her well-being. At any rate, she was visiting, leaving Frasier with not much else to do except to catch up with Niles. And he knew just the place for such an occasion.