(Niles POV)
Niles sat in Café Nervosa listening with some annoyance to Frasier who was going on and on about his ridiculous commercial and his radio show. As though Niles wasn't reminded enough that Frasier was the superior Dr. Crane. But so be it. He loved his brother dearly and he was happy to give Frasier advice instead of the other way around. And in a case like this, it was hard not to be honest.
"So do you think I'm selling out?" Frasier asked sipping his latte.
"Yes, I do." Niles replied. "You are selling out. Case in point. Did you ever see that movie where the actress let everyone look up her skirt?"
"No Niles. I don't believe I have." Frasier replied.
"Well, Maris and I rented the video and I don't mind telling you that we pushed our beds together that night! I-."
Instantly he regretted telling that story to Frasier. For standing in the doorway, wearing a beautiful floral dress and looking like a bouquet of sunshine, was Daphne. Dear God this was horrible. Suppose she'd overheard? No, that was impossible, for she was across the cafe. She couldn't possibly-
But to his dismay, he saw the look of shock and the tears in her eyes. And when she turned and ran from the café, his heart was broken in two. He couldn't bear to think of her being all alone. He was determined to find a way to show her how much he cared, even if it took him a lifetime.