"Frasier, are you sure that Daphne's okay?" Niles asked for the third time since they'd arrived at Café Nervosa.

"She'll be fine... eventually." Frasier said.

"So there is something wrong. I knew it!" Niles said.

"Look Niles, the reason I offered to buy you a drink is because I need to talk to you about something."

"Certainly." Niles said, taking a sip of his latte. "What's on your mind?"

"Well, this is rather difficult to discuss, but..."

"Frasier what is it? Did something happen to Dad? He looked just fine when I saw him earlier."

"No. Dad's fine. Actually Niles... I wanted to discuss... your love life."

Niles nearly choked on his latte. "M-my what?"

"Your love life. I mean, you do have one, don't you?"

"Of course I do, but... well, there's really not much to tell. I mean, it's wonderful. After all these years, I finally did something right. I took your advice, took a chance

and told Daphne that I love her."

"Yes, she told me. She was happier than I've ever seen her." Frasier said. "She's really in love, Niles."

Niles' face reddened. "Well, that makes two of us."

"That's splendid, Niles." Frasier said.

"Well, thank you Frasier. I know it's a bit awkward, with Daphne being Dad's home care worker and all, but-."

Frasier's smile disappeared and in its' place, a livid glare.

"What's wrong?" Niles asked.

"Niles, how could you?" Frasier yelled, starling Niles with his sudden outburst.

"Frasier, I haven't the faintest notion of what you're talking about!" Niles said.

"You know damn well what I'm talking about!" Frasier retorted.

"If I knew what you were talking about, don't you think I would have answered you? Unless you were speaking rhetorically, of course."

"I'm talking about your telling Daphne that you love her when, in fact, you're in love with someone else!"

"Someone-why that's absurd! I could never love anyone other than Daphne! I've loved her since the first moment -Wait... Frasier, you can't think I'm still in love with Maris! After the hell she put me through, Daphne is like an angel sent from the heavens above!"

"Hmmm... Does Amy know this?"

"Amy? Who's Amy?"

"For God's sake, Niles! The woman you're in love with!"

"What?" Niles stared at his brother in disbelief. "Frasier, I'm not in love with any one named Am-Oh my God..."

Frasier's eyes narrowed. "Coming back to you now?"

"Frasier, believe me, I'm not in love with Amy. She's merely a patient!"

"A patient? Niles, have you completely lost your senses? Do you have any idea how unethical it is, falling in love with one of your patients?"

"How do you even know

about this?"

"So you're not denying it?"

Niles motioned for Frasier to lean in closer "Look, Frasier, this completely goes against all my rules of patient confidentiality, but because you're my brother, I'm willing

to divulge sensitive patient information; especially if it will get rid of this ridiculous conjecture you have that I'm in love with someone besides Daphne!"

"I'm listening." Frasier said.

Niles rolled his eyes at his brother's favorite catch-phrase. "Oh... all right. Amy is manic-depressive; ecstatic one day and on the verge of despair the next. When she

came to me a month ago, she was a complete basket case. The only way I could build up her self-esteem and keep her from going off the deep end was by making

her feel loved. Unfortunately, since our first meeting, she seems to have become quite infatuated with me. Imagine falling in love with someone the moment you first

lay eyes on them! It's preposterous!"

Frasier's eyes narrowed. "It certainly is! So go on with your... story."

"This experiment was going well at first, but it's gotten completely out of hand. I asked her to meet me here to discuss the matter and as we were leaving she insisted

that I show some affection toward her. At first I refused, and calmly explained that such displays make me feel uncomfortable and that it's not ethical. But then

she insisted and because I didn't want to cause a scene, I politely kissed her on the cheek and told her that I loved her. No one even saw us."

"Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Niles."

"What are you talking about?"

"You only think no one saw you."

"I'm sorry. I'm not following."

"Daphne saw you, Niles! She was there when you were practicing your public display of affection!"

"DEAR GOD!" Niles said, stunned at this information.

"Yes... Dear God indeed!" Frasier said.

"H-How do you know this?" Niles asked. He drank the piping hot latte in one gulp, wincing as it went down his throat.

"Because, Niles, I found her on the balcony at 3am, sobbing! The poor woman was practically inconsolable! She told me everything; how she went to the café because

she couldn't stop thinking about you; only to find you confessing your love to another woman!"

"Oh God... Oh God... Oh God..." Niles rose to his feet and clutched his hands to his chest as he walked around the café as though he were a zombie.

"Niles! What's wrong?" Frasier asked, rushing to his little brother's side.

"I-I can't breathe! I-I... Fra... I can't... b... breathe!"

When Frasier noticed everyone in Café Nervosa was watching the dramatic scene unfold, he did his best to steer Niles back to the table.

"It's all right, everyone." He announced to the patrons. "My brother is just having a bit of trouble processing some rather unsettling news. He'll be fine momentarily."

Finally he was able to coax Niles back into the chair. "You'll be fine, Niles. Just try to relax."

"B-but how can I relax when I-I've made a horrible mistake, Frasier! How could I have been so stupid? My only chance at happiness and now I've lost her forever!"

Niles cried.

"Oh Niles, please don't be so hard on yourself. Just find Daphne and tell her it was all a misunderstanding."

Niles shook his head sadly. "It's no use! Daphne must hate me!"

"Daphne could never hate you!" Frasier said. "Now why don't we go over to the studio and talk about this?

Daphne loves you and... Well, I'm going to help you get her back!"