I like to think of Hyacinth Bucket (pronounced bouquet) coming to NYC and visiting Niles and Frasier under the guise of being sent as an emissary of the Queen...
They would meet at Frasier's stunning Seattle apartment with Niles bowing to Hyacinth, as she expected.
Hyacinth would come in waving like the Queen herself and then touching every surface with a white glove and 'tsk tsking' all the while. Daphne would be scolded by Frasier for the lack of cleanliness.
Marty would still be in his worn and torn recliner chair, daring anyone to say a word, while Eddie would woof and dance around Hyacinth's feet.
Richard, Hyacinth's long-suffering husband, would sit with Marty and they would roll their eyes and shake their heads while they enjoyed beer and TV.
Hyacinth would hold court with anyone available, while Niles and Frasier would think they had hit the jackpot, not knowing she was a mere housewife in England.
Daphne knew the truth and just decided to let it play out, hoping the brothers weren't too embarrassed when they discovered their error.
The butler, Frasier had hired, made eye contact with Daphne and she shook her head. He wanted to out the housewife and make a mess of things.
"Tea, Mum?" he asked Hyacinth. "Will you pour?"
"No! Certainly not! You will serve us all!" And with a wave of her hand, she dismissed the question.
She picked at invisible offenses on the tray and looked about the room with her nose in the air and a dismissive look on her face.
"So this is elegance in the United States? Looks a bit modern to me!" She looked around more. "And where is your library?" Richard tried to shush her, but she was having too much fun.
"Right this way, Mrs. Buh... I mean Mrs. Bouquet!" Niles led her to the library as Frasier talked with Richard.
"Is she happy with us? What do you think of her report to the Queen?"
"Report to the Queen? What are you talking about? We don't know the Queen!"
"But, but... the letter said 'as emissary to the Queen'!"
Richard laughed. "Queen of the Market Square! Hyacinth won a contest to be Queen's emissary, but the Queen is owner of the Farmer's Market!" He laughed some more.
Niles had returned and both he and Frasier were growing concerned. "Do you mean to tell me that she is not here from the Queen of England?"
"She is not." Said Richard. "I told her she had to explain!"
The butler chuckled as did Daphne.
"You knew?" Demanded Frasier.
They nodded.
"I am sorry!" Said Richard. I warned her that Americans might not find this humorous."
"We certainly do not!" Stated Niles as he rose and went to the library for Hyacinth.
They returned and it was obvious that he had given nothing away.
She waited for the men to stand and then accepted a seat. "Well, about supper... "
Frasier interrupted. "I am afraid this charade is over, Mrs. Bucket!"
"That is Bouquet!" Her demeanor was unchanged. "Please explain your statement, Dr. Crane."
"We now know you are not here on the behalf of the Queen of England, but Queen of the Market!"
"Why yes! Who ever said it was Her Majesty? My goodness!" She smiled in her icky sweet way. "Your advertisement said, 'Free Accommodations for Members of the Queen's Court while in Washington State'. You also did not say which queen!"
Frasier and Niles looked at each other. It was true, they hadn't specified which queen.
Everyone, including Eddie, looked at Hyacinth and watched as she continued to hold court for her newly aware court. She had won, but she always won for she was, after all, Hyacinth Bucket, Lady of the House!
They would meet at Frasier's stunning Seattle apartment with Niles bowing to Hyacinth, as she expected.
Hyacinth would come in waving like the Queen herself and then touching every surface with a white glove and 'tsk tsking' all the while. Daphne would be scolded by Frasier for the lack of cleanliness.
Marty would still be in his worn and torn recliner chair, daring anyone to say a word, while Eddie would woof and dance around Hyacinth's feet.
Richard, Hyacinth's long-suffering husband, would sit with Marty and they would roll their eyes and shake their heads while they enjoyed beer and TV.
Hyacinth would hold court with anyone available, while Niles and Frasier would think they had hit the jackpot, not knowing she was a mere housewife in England.
Daphne knew the truth and just decided to let it play out, hoping the brothers weren't too embarrassed when they discovered their error.
The butler, Frasier had hired, made eye contact with Daphne and she shook her head. He wanted to out the housewife and make a mess of things.
"Tea, Mum?" he asked Hyacinth. "Will you pour?"
"No! Certainly not! You will serve us all!" And with a wave of her hand, she dismissed the question.
She picked at invisible offenses on the tray and looked about the room with her nose in the air and a dismissive look on her face.
"So this is elegance in the United States? Looks a bit modern to me!" She looked around more. "And where is your library?" Richard tried to shush her, but she was having too much fun.
"Right this way, Mrs. Buh... I mean Mrs. Bouquet!" Niles led her to the library as Frasier talked with Richard.
"Is she happy with us? What do you think of her report to the Queen?"
"Report to the Queen? What are you talking about? We don't know the Queen!"
"But, but... the letter said 'as emissary to the Queen'!"
Richard laughed. "Queen of the Market Square! Hyacinth won a contest to be Queen's emissary, but the Queen is owner of the Farmer's Market!" He laughed some more.
Niles had returned and both he and Frasier were growing concerned. "Do you mean to tell me that she is not here from the Queen of England?"
"She is not." Said Richard. "I told her she had to explain!"
The butler chuckled as did Daphne.
"You knew?" Demanded Frasier.
They nodded.
"I am sorry!" Said Richard. I warned her that Americans might not find this humorous."
"We certainly do not!" Stated Niles as he rose and went to the library for Hyacinth.
They returned and it was obvious that he had given nothing away.
She waited for the men to stand and then accepted a seat. "Well, about supper... "
Frasier interrupted. "I am afraid this charade is over, Mrs. Bucket!"
"That is Bouquet!" Her demeanor was unchanged. "Please explain your statement, Dr. Crane."
"We now know you are not here on the behalf of the Queen of England, but Queen of the Market!"
"Why yes! Who ever said it was Her Majesty? My goodness!" She smiled in her icky sweet way. "Your advertisement said, 'Free Accommodations for Members of the Queen's Court while in Washington State'. You also did not say which queen!"
Frasier and Niles looked at each other. It was true, they hadn't specified which queen.
Everyone, including Eddie, looked at Hyacinth and watched as she continued to hold court for her newly aware court. She had won, but she always won for she was, after all, Hyacinth Bucket, Lady of the House!
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