"I'd better get started on breakfast." Daphne said.

Frasier looked at her thoughtfully.

"Why don't you let me take care of breakfast?"


"Now, I don't want any protests about this. Just go and get changed and enjoy your day off."

Daphne's eyes widened in disbelief.


"I want you to spend it with Niles."

Unable to believe what she was hearing, she hugged him again.

"Thank you, Frasier."

She hurried into her room to shower and change and then returned to the living room where she was greeted with a kiss by the man she loved.

"You look stunning." Niles said, looking her up and down.

"Niles, you're exaggerating." She said, blushing deeply. "I'm hardly stunning in me shorts and worn out Pike Place Market t-shirt."

"You're beautiful." He said, gazing into her eyes.

Daphne smiled and kissed him once more.

"And you're incredibly handsome."

"Shall we go for a walk, Daphne? Today is the first un-official day of summer in Seattle, you know."

Daphne was amazed at Niles knowledge of such trivial information.

"How did you know that?"

"Well people have been saying it for years and it seems to be true. The fifth of July is when the cold weather finally takes a break and we start to get some warmer temperatures."

"And it's also the first day of the rest of our lives." Daphne said.

At her words, he kissed her deeply and then offered her his hand.

"So how about that walk?"

Daphne kissed his hand and laced her fingers through his.

"I want nothing more than to spend the day with you, Niles Crane."

They walked out the door hand in hand, eager to spend the day together.

"It certainly is peaceful out here, isn't it?" Niles asked as they walked along the sidewalk that led away from the Elliot Bay Towers.

"Yes." Daphne sighed. "And the blue sky and sunshine are absolutely beautiful."

He stopped and stared into her eyes, brushing a lock of hair from her forehead.

"You're beautiful, Daphne. Do you have any idea how happy I am right now? I mean after Maris, I never-."

She silenced him with a kiss.

"Let's not talk about that now. All I want to do is be with you."

His lips touched hers in a feather-light kiss.

"That's all I've ever wanted, Daphne."

Her arms wrapped around him and they held onto each other for a long time before resuming their walk.

"Perhaps I should stop by the hardware store and pick up a handle for Frasier's balcony door." Niles said. "I mean how would it look at his next wine club gathering if the guests would end up stuck on the balcony? Can you imagine the chaos?"

"You're right." Daphne said. "There's a hardware store a few streets over. We'll just pop in there and get one. Your father's a very good customer and I'm sure that the staff will be more than happy to sell us the perfect handle; one that your brother will surely love."

Niles stopped suddenly, realizing that they were standing exactly nineteen floors below where they had spent their glorious night on Frasier's balcony; the red white and blue bunting draped over the edge, flapping in the breeze.

"Is something wrong?"

He looked deeply into her eyes and smiled.

"Actually, I think I'd rather spend the day in your arms."

"But what about Frasier's balcony? Niles, if we don't get that door fixed soon, this whole scenario might happen again next July fourth! Do you really want to be locked out there on the balcony next year?"

He took another glance at the balcony and then toward Daphne; his heart warming at the memories that they had created the night before.

"I most certainly do."