Roz and Daphne lay on neighbouring tables waiting for their masseurs. "I can't believe you got that hot guy and I'm stuck with that frumpy woman with man hands," Roz whispered.

Daphne mumbled incoherently.

"What?"

"Wha'?"

Roz laughed. "Daphne, wake up... Daphne?" But just then, the masseurs entered and Roz was distracted by Todd's green eyes, dazzling smile and amazing arms.

"Okay for me to begin, Miss Doyle?" asked Cheryl.

"Yeah, sure." Roz rolled her eyes, but was pleasantly surprised by Cheryl's gentle-but-firm touch and forgot all about her man hands.

"Mrs Crane, I'm going to start on your upper back," Todd said softly, rubbing oil on his hands.

Daphne let out a soft moan as Todd began kneading the tension out of her back. "Ohhhhh Niiiiiillllessss," she groaned.

Todd's hands stoped moving. "Uh... it's Todd..."

Roz laughed, embarrassed for her friend's sake. "She's asleep," she said. "Daphne... Daphne!"

Suddenly, Daphne rolled over. Todd turned away just in time. She sat up, looked around, and yanked the sheet up to her neck. "Oh my God!"

"It's okay, honey, you've got great breasts," Roz reassured her.

Daphne looked at Roz like she was on drugs. "Are you bloody kidding me?"

"No. Niles is a lucky man."

Daphne pulled the sheet over her head.

"Uh, Mrs Crane, if you'd be more comfortable with a different masseur, I believe Angie is free," said Todd.

"No!" said Roz. "Uh... I mean... do whatever you need to, of course."

When Daphne heard the door close behind Todd, she repositioned herself on the table, covering herself almost completely with the sheet. "I'm so humiliated! How am I supposed to relax now?"

"Well, you probably won't fall asleep again," said Roz. "Did you have any good dreams?

Daphne smiled whistfully for a second and then narrowed her eyes. "Shut up Roz."

—

After their massages, the ladies enjoyed a gourmet-prepared lunch. "Do you feel any better after your massage?" asked Roz.

"I do. Which is a wonder. I had a lot more tension after I embarrassed myself!" Daphne laughed.

"Good. It's great to see you relaxing... especially after..."

Daphne waved a hand. "I'm sure I'm not the first woman to do something like that."

"Actually, Cheryl said that's never happened in the nine years she's worked at this spa. She really liked your boobs, by the way."

Daphne's face reddened and she took a large gulp of wine. "Well... I guess I'd better enjoy the rest of today, it's the first and last time I'll ever be able to show my face in this place."

"Or anything else." Roz clinked glasses with Daphne and they both laughed.

—

"It's so bloody hot," said Daphne.

"Then take your towel off," said Roz.

Daphne shot her a look, but they couldn't see each other very well through the steam. She sighed and let her towel fall.

"Damn girl, you've got a smokin' body!"

"ROZ!" Daphne wrapped her arms around herself.

Roz laughed. "Oh relax! I can't really see you! But you should know you look good."

"Well, you could've just said that. I'm going to need another massage now... I wonder if Todd is free?"

Roz laughed. "So... how long until Niles can... enjoy your smokin' body?"

"The doctor said six weeks is pretty normal."

"I bet he'll be ready in half that time."

"I really hope so. Nothing makes you want it like knowing you can't have it."

"Oh, honey... I recommend long showers."

Daphne nodded, and they both laughed.

—

After mud baths, facials, and waxes, Roz and Daphne lay in a relaxation grotto in full-body wraps.

"How do you feel?" Roz asked.

"Amazing," Daphne sighed. "Thank you for getting me out of the house. This is definitely what I needed."

"My pleasure," said Roz.

After a moment of silence, Daphne snored softly, and Roz chuckled. She would let her friend sleep as long as possible this time, as she was safely wrapped in seaweed and would struggle to expose herself.

Then her phone rang.

"Turn it off," Daphne groaned.

"It's my phone," said Roz, struggling to free an arm from its wrapping.

"Oh no—Niles! Hurry Roz!"

Roz finally had a free hand and answered her phone. "What's wrong?" she blurted.

"Uh, hi Roz. Niles is out of Sherry. Would you pick some up on your way back?"

"Sherry? You're calling about Sherry?"

"Who's Sherry?" Daphne asked.

"Well, if it's not too inconvenient..." said Frasier.

"You were only supposed to call in case of emergency. Now I'm standing here in the relaxation grotto, covered in oatmeal, unwrapped, and I am NOT relaxed!"

"Oh, Roz, I'm sorry! The oatmeal is nice though isn't it?"

"It'd be a lot nicer if I weren't talking to you about it!" Roz hung up and looked at Daphne. They both started giggling, and ended up laughing until tears rolled down their cheeks.

—

When they arrived back at the Montana, Niles was reading while Frasier laid the table for dinner. Roz handed Frasier the Sherry, and Daphne perched on the arm of Niles's chair and put her arms around him.

"You smell wonderful. And your skin is radiant," said Niles, stroking her arm.

"I feel pretty amazing," said Daphne.

"She looks amazing too, Niles. You're a lucky fella," said Roz.

"That'll be quite enough, Roz," said Daphne.

"I just hope the next six weeks go quickly, for you two" said Roz.

Niles looked at Daphne with a confused expression. Daphne smiled and kissed him. "Me too," she sighed.