Author's Note:Usual disclaimer, blah blah. Thanks to Leigh Ann (leighann415) for helping me w/ drafts, and to Andrea (iloveromance) for encouraging me to use this idea and get it posted! :) The first couple chapters will be short, but there's more coming, I promise!

Daphne returned from her morning of errands to find Mr. Crane and his girlfriend, Sherry seated at the kitchen table. Sherry was sitting on Mr. Crane's lap. Daphne would've expected something like that to bother his bad hip, but Mr. Crane didn't seem to mind at all. Then Daphne noticed the bottle of wine on the table in front of them. "What are you two doing with Dr. Crane's wine?" she asked.

Sherry shrugged. "Aw, honey, Frasier's got so much of this stuff, he won't mind if Marty and I have a glass or two."

Martin nodded. "Yeah, Shery said she wanted something besides beer for a change. I never could understand what Frase saw in this stuff, but I've got to admit it isn't half bad." He picked up his glass and took a drink.

"Well, you two had better put that bottle away before Dr. Crane gets home. He'll have a fit!" Daphne exclaimed.

"Loosen up," Sherry said. "Marty and I are adults, and what we do has nothing to do with you."

"It does if you're going to ruin Mr. Crane's health!" Daphne countered. "I don't think that wine's good for him!"

"Marty's a grown man, don't you think he can decide for himself what's good for him?" Sherry responded, clearly getting annoyed by Daphne's interference.

"No!" Daphne exclaimed immediately. "If I left it up to him, he'd sit in that chair of his all day eating junk food and watching bloody sports!"

"You're not his mother," Sherry said. "Can't you ever take a day off?"

"I happen to take my job very seriously," Daphne replied, hurt by Sherry's insults.

"A bit too seriously, if you ask me," Sherry said with a laugh. "Can't you find anything better to do than ruin our fun?"

Daphne was speechless. It seemed as if Sherry deliberately intented to hurt her. She looked at Martin, certain he could tell how upset she was. Surely he would let Sherry know she'd gone too far. When both he and Sherry continued to stare at her in silence, Daphne decided she'd had enough. Why should she stay here when she clearly wasn't wanted? Blinking back angry tears, Daphne turned and walked back out the front door, slamming it loudly behind her.