Okay one more and then I'm done for the night I promise.

Danny was so confused by their interaction that he almost missed the stop. He tried to catch up with her in the street but she was practically running away from him. Was she flustered when she was talking to him? It seemed like it but he didn't want to jump to any conclusions. He had been told that his dancing was sexy, but it was just talk. Maybe she felt awkward talking to him because he made such a fool of himself and she wanted to let him down easy? No that didn't fit her actions. He let himself hope for a minute that she was actually nervous to be around him because the office party actually meant something. They did almost kiss. He started walking a little faster and as soon as he stepped into the office he could hear the familiar beat coming from Mindy's office.

"Do I wanna Know…"

He wanted to laugh. Or cry. It seemed like such an odd coincidence that he would hear the song again in this kind of setting.

"Good morning, Doctor C," Morgan said, louder than what was necessary. "Are you looking for Doctor L? Doctor L Doctor C is looking for you!"

Danny ran over to Morgan and told him to shut up. Tamra was saying something but he wasn't paying attention, he was watching Mindy's door to make sure she didn't hear and wasn't going to come out. After a minute the song continued and he relaxed a little.

"Not a word, Morgan!" he demanded and stormed off to his office.

"Doctor C!" Morgan yelled after him and he motioned for him to come back. Danny reluctantly did and Morgan put his mouth way too close to Danny's ear. "Did you say something to Doctor L? She like ran in here looking all flustered and like she was trying to get away from you."

Danny just shook his head, mind filling with all kinds of possibilities now. Morgan shrugged and went back to his conversation with Tamra. Danny walked into his office and sat down behind his desk. He couldn't help but smile. Maybe the dance did affect her. It sounded like she was still with Cliff though so maybe the message hadn't gone all the way through. Well, he had to find out. He opened a drawer and pulled out his red glasses. He knew they made him look dorky but that was the point. If she was attracted to him then this wouldn't be a problem and he would know that it wasn't just the bra wine she had that night. He couldn't decide if he wanted the lab coat on or off. He was wearing his dark jeans with a navy button up shirt. He went with the coat; he didn't want to kill her with his hot body, after all. He laughed at how cocky he had gotten all of a sudden with that little boost of confidence. He quickly checked his calendar and made a mental note that his first patient was in an hour.

Mindy was so enthralled with the song on her ipod that she forgot she had run away from Danny. She heard Morgan yell something outside her door and figured that he finally got here. She tried to breathe calmly as images of the Christmas Party came back to her. He had smelled so damn good, even though he had been sweating from the dancing. There was a knock at her door and she paused her ipod and yelled for the person to come in.

"Good morning, Mindy," Jeremy said, poking his head into the office and kind of looked around to make sure they're alone. Mindy couldn't help but notice how good he looked again and smiled at him to come inside. She was relieved it wasn't Morgan or Danny. "What's up Jeremy?"

"Do you have a minute?" he sheepishly asked, sitting down across from her.

"I have about ten minutes until my first patient gets here so make it quick."

"Okay, well. I just wanted to know if there were any. Well, let's say hypothetically there are two co workers who have feelings for each other, but maybe they are afraid of the kind of dynamic it would create for the rest of the office," he started. He looked really nervous for some reason.

"Are you talking about you and Betsy?" Mindy asked, unable to stop grinning.

"What? No, what?" Jeremy seemed genuinely taken aback by her question. "No, I'm speaking of a hypothetical situation in which two people have feelings for each other but both are too afraid to act on it. If I were to give them advice I would tell them sod it, do what makes you happy."

Mindy nodded, still pretty sure that he was talking about himself and Betsy. She thought something might have been up when he spent Thanksgiving with her and her family the year before but she was happy now that he finally admitted his feelings. "Yes, Jeremy, I guess I would tell them the same thing. I hope you and Betsy are very happy."

Jeremy pouted and stood up quickly. "I'm not talking about Betsy! I'm talking about you and Danny!"

Mindy gasped and the realization of what he had said hit him and he backed away from her desk slowly as she stood up, a look of angry determination on her face.

"I've gotta...go now.." Jeremy said.

"Get back here!" Mindy yelled and chased after him, pinning him to her door. He was taller and stronger than her but she was angry now and he knew it so he let her have this one.

"What!" she yelled, but cleared her throat and started again, softer. "Jeremy, may I ask what you are talking about?"

"No no nothing it was nothing you know your patient will be here soon so you should probably prepare for that and I'll just go back to my office and.." he tried to reach for the door handle but she grabbed it too.

"Did Danny say something to you?" she asked, more sad this time. Why would he say something to Jeremy of all people but still not make a move? Did he hate her or something?

Jeremy could tell that she wasn't going to let him go until he said something to appease her.

"We were at Danny's on Saturday.. he didn't answer his phone so we got worried and Morgan broke into his house-" "What?!" "-he was fine but definitely hungover and you know.. upset because you were with Cliff. I don't know what happened at the party between you to but he seems to think he ruined something so that's all I know and now I'm going to go bye" he managed to break her hold and got out of there as fast as possible. Morgan looked at him questionable and he just shook his head and ran to his office. Danny would definitely not be happy with that. And then speak of the devil Danny came out of his office right as he entered his own.

Mindy was still standing by the door; angry, confused, exhausted. She had asked Danny to go get fresh air with her. She wasn't too drunk to not remember that. She asked him. He said no. Cliff came back for her and met her outside. Danny had said no. Why would he say no if he had feelings for her?

"Damnit!" she yelled and turned around to go back to her desk.

"Min?" came Danny's voice from the doorway as he let himself into the office. She loved that they were friends now and he felt comfortable enough to just come in. No, wait, she was mad at him. She turned around and was fully prepared to bitch him out but suddenly he was standing so close she just .. forgot.. to breathe. She looked up at his eyes, those beautiful deep eyes that displays every emotion he's feeling, and in that moment it looked like longing, love, desire. She gulped. Her heart rate quickened and it felt like they had been standing like that for hours. He reached up and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "That's better," he said quietly, almost to a whisper. Her mind completely shut down and the only thing she could think about was his lips and his hands on her body and the way his body was moving during the dance and how close they always seem to be standing and the way he looks at her and oh god why isn't he saying anything why is he just standing there..

Then as quickly as he came into the office he was gone and she felt like she could finally breathe again. What the hell was that? She walked over to her desk and grabbed a piece of paper to fan herself with. Shit. She was definitely not going to be able to get any work done today.

Danny exited the office with a smug look on his face, his heart pounding. He was so excited. Well, in more than one way. He didn't know what he was going to do before he went into the office but he was definitely glad with how it turned out. So she was more than just passively attracted to him. If Jeremy tried to do that she would punch him in the stomach not look like she was about to pass out. This was fantastic! He noticed that Morgan was still standing by the reception desk and wondered if he was spying on them. He got to his office and shut the door behind him, finally alone and able to fully express how happy he was. Now he had to do some work, to come up with a plan to get Mindy on a date with him or something before things got serious with Cliff. Sure they kissed at the party but who hasn't she kissed? He mentally chastised himself for thinking that. Cliff was a nice guy but he knew it wasn't going to last.

Mindy spent the rest of the day thinking about Danny in the most inappropriate ways. She had a patient repeat her question three times before she actually registered it, and by the end of the day she was exhausted and irritated. That's it, she thought. She wasn't going to let Danny play with her like this. She was going to confront him. No, Beyonce Pad Thai was going to confront him. Get all of this out in the open and finally just deal with it. Enough was enough. She grabbed her coat and purse and stormed out of her office (in case it went badly she wanted to be able to leave the building as quickly as possible). Everyone else had gone home but she could see a light coming from underneath Danny's office door.

She barged in and he looked up from his desk, his red glasses on the brim of his nose.

"Oh hey Min what's up," he said ever-so-casually, as if nothing had happened earlier, which only made her more mad.

"Listen, Danny," she said, putting extra angry emphasis on his name. "We are going to talk about this! Tonight! I don't know what kind of game you're playing at here but this is ridiculous!"

He got up from his desk, fished something out of his suitcase and stepped around to face her.

"You're right," he said sweetly, holding up a red rose. "I saw this while I was taking a walk during lunch today and I wanted you to have it."

Once again her brain shut down. This seemed to keep happening. She was so determined to say what she had to but he just wouldn't let her do that.

"I was thinking," he said, stepping closer. "Maybe we could go to dinner sometime? I know I haven't always been the nicest guy towards you and I'd like to make up for that. Would that be okay?"

All she could do was nod. Then he smiled at her and leaned in and...patted her on the back. Wait, what? He left her standing confused in his office, holding the rose she didn't even remember taking. Something was definitely happening now.