The breakfast dishes done and the kitchen clean, Daphne returned to her room to change clothes. She certainly wouldn't be wearing anything spectacular in the near future. Not after what happened yesterday.

The chances of her clothes being ruined by a careless driver were about a million to one but with her luck she'd be in the one percent. With a sigh she pulled off her robe and returned it to the bathroom. But just as she was about to remove her shirt, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror.

Almost instantly she thought of Niles and her heart warmed. She could still imagine the look on his face when he handed her the shirt. It was the most thoughtful thing anyone had ever done for her. Staring at it now, she couldn't help but notice how closely the blue lettering matched his eyes.

Her cheeks flushed and she pushed the thought from her mind. But not surprisingly it was next to impossible to keep Dr. Crane from her thoughts. The concern he showed when her clothes were ruined was extremely touching but the fact that he cared enough to replace them-in any form-was beyond anything she could have ever imagined.

But most of all, he loved her. And even now she could hardly believe that it was real.

Suddenly, searching for a suitable outfit didn't seem right.

So she looked through her closet until she found a pair of black leggings; the exact kind that she'd been wearing when she and Niles met. She would never forget that day as long as she lived. For on that day, unbeknownst to her then, her life changed forever.

Without giving it another thought, she pulled on the pair of leggings, leaving the "I Heart Seattle t-shirt" on, and completed the look with a denim shirt much like the one she was wearing that fateful day. After a quick spritz of her favorite perfume and a brush through her hair, she was ready to go.

"I'm off to do me shopping!" She called to Frasier and Martin who were in the living room. Both men, upon seeing her choice of clothing, stared at her.

"Daphne..." Frasier began.

"Yes, Dr. Crane?"

He looked away but for a moment and then back at her as though planning out what he was going to say.

"Didn't you have that shirt on yesterday?"

"Why yes, I did." Daphne said with a smile.

"And weren't you wearing it last night?"

"Right again." Daphne replied.

"I see..." He said, pausing for dramatic effect.

"Is there a problem, Dr. Crane?"

"Um, no... It's just ... you don't usually dress so..."

"So what?"

"I think the word he's looking for is sloppy!" Martin finished.

Daphne was appalled. "Mr. Crane! How dare you call me-."

"Dad, that's enough!" Frasier said. "It's none of our business what Daphne wears. I just found it odd that she'd wear the same clothes again today."

"It's a comfortable shirt!" Daphne yelled defensively "And I'm just going to the store! Now if you'll excuse me, I need to get your bloody beans!"

Annoyed with both men, she grabbed her purse and coat and walked out of the condo. It really was a comfortable shirt; even if the letting did remind her of Niles' gorgeous blue eyes.