(Boston-Four Seasons Hotel)

"Dad, I don't see how any of this is going to do any good." Frasier said as they stood in the lobby, waiting for the bell attendant to take their bags to their rooms.

"Fras, just relax. Everything will be fine. What Lilith needs is a good talking to." Martin said.

"Or a whack on the head!"

They all turned in surprise to find Daphne standing next to them, seething with anger.

"I'm sorry Dr. Crane but when I think of what hat woman did to you; keeping you from Frederick like this! It just..."

She turned away as tears welled in her eyes and her voice quivered. "... breaks me heart."

Immediately Frasier and Martin's gazes softened. "Oh Daphne..."

Niles appeared then, holding up tiny envelopes containing the room keys.

"We're all checked in. I got us two suites with adjoining rooms and-."

He stopped suddenly, when he saw Daphne crying quietly.

"Dear God, what's happened?"

"Hormones." Martin said.

"Dad, please!" Frasier snapped. "Daphne's just-."

"Overly emotional I'm afraid." Daphne said tearfully.

Frasier hugged Daphne, causing a surge of jealousy to run through Niles.

"Everything will be all right. You'll see."

But the pain in Frasier's voice told Niles and Martin that the words had little meaning other than comfort.

"Come on, let's... get this stuff to our rooms." Martin said glancing worriedly at his youngest son.

"What perfect timing!" Niles said as the bell attendant appeared almost instantly. "That deserves a handsome tip."

With a smile he handed the bell attendant several crisp five dollar bills.

The bell attendant's eyes widened. "Thanks, Mr-."

"Dr. Crane. Dr. Niles Crane." Niles replied. "My father, Martin Crane, my brother Frasier Crane and this... is Daphne Moon."

The bell attendant nodded in greeting. "Pleased to meet you all. Is this your first time in Boston?"

Daphne, Niles and Martin exchanged glances.

"I'm sorry, did I say something wrong?" The bell attendant asked.

"Um... No... Ronald." Niles said, reading the name tag attached to Ronald's blue blazer. "Frasier used to live here with his..."

The minute the words were out of his mouth, he regretted them. "I-I'm sorry."

"It's okay, Son." Martin said, laying a gentle hand on Niles' arm.

"I'll just show you to your rooms." Ronald said.

There was an awkward silence as they filed into the elevator and rode to the 15th floor.

"Right this way." Ronald said. He led them down a long hallway until they came to a corner room with two doors.

With a smile he inserted the key card into the lock. "Here we are... two suites with adjoining rooms."

He opened the door to the first room and carried the bags into the foyer.

"Whoa! Look at this!" Martin said as he glanced around the massive room. "Wonder if it has a TV!"

Niles scoffed. "Dad, this is one of the most expensive rooms in the city! Of course it has a TV!"

"It's beautiful." Daphne sighed. "You boys will certainly be staying in style tonight."

"Well, this must be your room, Ms. Moon." Ronald said, opening the double doors that lead to the adjoining room.

At the sight, Daphne gasped. "This is my room?"

"It sure is." Niles said with a smile.

Daphne walked around the spacious room, breathing in the aroma of the exquisite floral arrangement that sat on the coffee table.

The room was decorated in shades of mauve and taupe with a goose down comforter, walk in closet, huge bathroom and floor to ceiling window.

"I don't deserve all of this. It's much too elaborate!" She said.

"Of course you do." Niles said quickly. "I got the best room they had."

She turned to him in surprise. "You did all of this? For me?"

"Well, yes... but..."

Before he could finish, she hugged him warmly.

Thank you so much, Dr. Crane."

He held her close as the scent of her perfume wafted under his nose.

"Oh... Y-you're welcome, Daphne."

"Whoa! Come look at this view!"

At Martin's outburst, they returned to the room where he was gazing out the enormous floor to ceiling window at a picture-perfect view of the Boston Harbor.

"Isn't that incredible, Fras?"

But Frasier wasn't paying attention. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at a wallet-sized school picture of Frederick.

"Oh Dr. Crane, you're heartbroken." Daphne said, rushing to his side. She put her arms around him and leaned against his shoulder. "I can't stand to see you like this."

Martin and Niles walked over to the bed and attempted to comfort Frasier, but it was no use.

"This is stupid!" Martin said after a long silence. "We're in Boston for God's sake! We didn't come here for any damn vacation! We came to talk some sense into Lilith

and that's what we're going to do! But first things first..."

"What are you talking about, Dad?" Frasier asked.

"I need a beer and there's only one place around here to get one!"