Prompt: Write a resolution to the fight from the last episode, please! (S01E20 "Pretty Man")
There's a beautiful, blooming orchid on her desk when she walks into her office Monday.
Mindy feels herself start to soften and touches the waxy petal for a split second before she remembers how mean he was and how horrible that party was and how she is still kind of right, damn it. So she steels herself and knocks the plant - pot and all - into the garbage.
She hears him groan from across the office and allows herself a small, smug smile.
The orchid's back in place when she returns from seeing a patient and she doesn't have it in her to throw it away again. Instead she decides to take the mature approach. "Betsy!"
"Yes, Dr. Lahiri?" Betsy replies, coming to the office door.
"I would like to donate this vegetation to the elderly. Or terminally ill. Or whoever you give plants to. Just take it somewhere else."
Betsy looks confused but dutifully picks it up and leaves the room. Mindy has a moment to bask in the triumph before a certain sweaty OB marches through the door.
"Are you crazy?!" he splutters. "Do you know how much that cost me? In April? In Manhattan?"
"Danny, don't be tacky," Mindy says, sliding her glasses off her face and striving to stay cool. "It was my guilt-flower to do with what I wanted."
"It wasn't a guilt-flower. I have nothing to be guilty about! You wrecked my party, you told Alex about my ex-wife, you-"
"And yet," she says, standing and leaning across the desk, "you are the one leaving flowers for me."
Danny visibly recollects himself and nods. "Yeah," he concedes slowly. "Yeah, you're right. But it wasn't out of guilt. It was an apology. For saying I didn't ask to be your friend."
Mindy straightens. "Well, maybe you kind of have a point." She ignores his incredulous maybe?! and presses on. "I shouldn't have said anything to Alex about your ex and I shouldn't have invited everyone in the office to your party and I definitely shouldn't have brought Adam-the-prostitute."
"Or laid on my piano," he says with a crooked grin.
Fighting a smile, Mindy whines, "Oh, come on. How hot was that?! You gotta learn to let go, man."
Danny chuckles. "You know, if there's one thing I gotta say, it's that life around you is never boring." He sobers a little bit, but a hint of smile is still playing around his mouth. "And I don't hate being your friend."
"Aw, Danny." Mindy blinks hard, then holds her arms out, making grabby hands at him. "Bring it in. This deserves a hug."
He looks at her for a long second, like he's considering it and the impact it might have on his tough-guy cred, then turns away. "Nah, I'm good."
Mindy hugs him anyway.
He doesn't totally hate that either.