It took Thomas Jefferson 41 years to complete Monticello. For Jefferson, it was more than just a home; it was an passion. Those 40 odd years he poured himself into the building, changing its appearance to reflect his own growth, tinkering in the gardens, and revolutionizing American architecture the whole time. Danny finds it both extremely romantic and a little bit stupid.

Part of him thinks you should just find a place to live, set up shop and be done with it. Find a place for the bed, the sofa, the couch and television, open a cold one and call it a day. Lord knows he hasn't rearranged his apartment since the day he'd moved in.

But another part of him, an older part that he'd almost forgotten about, can see the appeal. It's the same part of him that takes the time to make cotton candy insulation for gingerbread houses and learn dance moves that tell a story. It's the part of him that leaps into his throat whenever Mindy's around.

Nothing good comes easy. That's what his Ma had always told him. When he'd failed to make varsity baseball. When Maria Rosario turned him down for the prom. When his Dad left. The good stuff, the stuff you really, really want, that's the stuff you need to work for, to fight for, to not give up on.

So when she asks him to step outside for some fresh air, he thinks about it. How it would feel to cup her cheek, feel the warmth of her skin in his palm compared to the cold winter air on the back oh his hand. He thinks about how it would feel to brush his lip against hers, how the kiss would start slow then get deeper like everything else between them. How it would feel to have her focused on him, only him, even if just for a little while.

But he doesn't want a piece, just the dome or the portico or even just a nicely furnished apartment in Manhattan. He wants it all. Monticello, the whole damn plantation. And if that means waiting then so be it.

So he goes home, rearranges his living room for the first time ever and bides his time. Because this thing between him and Mindy? It's a good thing and nothing good comes easy.