Daniel was adjusting the cravat around his neck, preparing to leave that afternoon to visit his father and chief of surgery as he went to answer the door. He had spent the morning fussing around his bag of tricks and the last thing he needed was his maid Yvette, however well she meant, to start rearranging everything. His conversation with her was fast and completely in French, it being the only language she could speak, and continued all the way to the front door.
"Non, Yvette, je le ferai! Je le ferai!" he called, unlocking the catch before he found himself face to face with Daphne. His eyes widened at the sight of her, mouth dropping in shock but he quickly recovered from his surprise and positively beamed. "Daphne!"