Donna stood in a second story office overlooking the long walkway of the convention center below. She was the last one in the office tonight, shutting down the computers of a few of the other staffers and turning off lights. She knew she could leave these types of jobs to someone else now, but it was just in her nature to leave things tidy. She turned off the last lamp in the office and went to shut the blinds in the room.

As she approached the window, she saw Josh swaggering down the hall and as an enormous grin covered her face, she paused to watch him. He had done really well. She had worked her butt off, everyone on the team had, but it was Josh's vision and direction that had made tonight a success. She was pleased to see him so happy. She made a mental note to stop by his room that night and bring him a beer, sort of return the favor.

She knew he couldn't see her, the lights off and the blinds practically drawn, so she watched a little longer than maybe she should have. She closed her eyes, just for a moment, and breathed in deeply, remembering the smell and feel of her old boss. This isn't to say he is not still her boss, it is simply that she is not his assistant. She is almost his equal, and it doesn't matter to her for any sort of arrogant or ambitious reasons, but it matters. It's true, the wording is all semantics now, but there is a true difference between her's and Josh's working relationship and it has not been lost on Donna.

Now she stands enjoying his stride and almost moves to try and make her presence known when she sees Rona approach him. She suddenly remembers why Rona is on her way to see Josh. The numbers aren't ready and Donna knows how particular Josh is about this. She almost feels a twinge of guilt for sending Rona down there…almost. She decides to watch just to be sure he doesn't get too worked up. She knows Rona has been working with him for a while now but come on, Rona couldn't possibly know Josh as well as she did.

So far so good, it appeared Rona had taken up the challenge of keeping pace with Josh, who apparently appreciated the effort for he was shooting her a grin right now. Rona must have been putting off the reason for her visit because Josh was practically dancing as he threw his arms in the air and spun in a circle. Donna couldn't help but laugh out loud at the scene he was making. She hoped Rona was used to his dramatics because he was definitely in full performance mode tonight.

"Uh oh, I guess she is not used to this type of behavior" Donna thought as Rona stopped short in her tracks. "She thinks he's a nut!" She stated out loud finding great humor in her words. But suddenly a realization came to Donna. Rona's body language doesn't seem to indicate that she thinks he's a nut. In fact that cock of her head and slight grin could almost be considered flirtatious! Donna realized that Rona's quick-stop had been noticed by Josh who was now seeking her out.

"HEY, THAT'S MY MOVE!" Donna said in disgust. The quick hallway stop almost always got a big response from Josh and Donna could see that Rona was benefiting from her strategy when Josh turned and swooped her around in his arms. They were now sharing a laugh!

Donna stared in indignation and disgust as her trusted barer of bad news seemed to have taken an unapproved approach to interacting with Josh. She couldn't believe the scene until Josh froze in place.

This was a moment she recognized far too well. This was the certain outcome of many of the moments that she and Josh had shared, when he would be charming and wonderful and then all too sudden stoic and somber. Donna even recognized the look on Rona's face, almost felt empathetic towards the girl…almost. She recognized the confusion as to why Josh had changed, why he had been so great in the first place if he was only going to turn into this…this empty shell. Donna could see how intense the moment was between them as Josh's knuckles showed white with his grip on Rona's arms. She could read Rona's lips say his name, the same way Donna must have whispered it time and time again when she was with him.

Josh turned he and Roan around again, Donna guessed he was trying to keep the intense emotional moment between himself and Rona light.

"Oh Josh, you are such and idiot." Donna thought. She saw his head shake a slight "no" for Rona. Now the scene was almost more than Donna could bear. She was looking at Josh, seeing the broken look of hesitation that she recognized so well. She began to cry. Rona's back was now to Donna but she could see the tension building in her petite frame. She seemed to be moving from the laughter of a second ago, to confusion and now anger.

She must have said something to Josh indicating that he should let her go, and Donna watched as he removed his hands from Rona's arms and carefully brushed his hand across her shoulder. Donna could not believe what she was seeing. And then almost as quickly as they had drawn together Rona turned oh her heels and rushed down the hall.

"Oh my gosh," Donna thought, her left hand held over her mouth and her right grasping her stomach, trying to calm it's flips inside her. She felt so betrayed. She felt as though Josh had been showing this side to Rona that was only reserved for her. And what's worse, Rona seemed to turn it down. "How could she be so stupid?" Donna gasped with disbelief. Donna struggled with feeling anger at Josh for wanting Rona, as well as the urge to go to him, to make him feel better if the stupid girl had hurt him; mostly she just felt anger…and heartbreak…and…more than just a little claustrophobic.

"I gotta get out of here" she sobbed, and exiting to the hall she walked immediately for the stairwell.