"Danny!" Lindsay shouted down the hallway. At the end of the hall, in front of Mac's office, Lindsay spied Flack and Danny talking. She walked quickly over to them.

"Lindsay, I can't talk right now... but I want to know all about the party!" Flack said, brushing past her.

"No problem." Lindsay said casually. She turned to Danny and began speaking. "Danny…"

"Hey, I'm glad you're here, 'cause we have some decisions to make. I've made plans for Friday." Danny said, cutting Lindsay off. He was practically bouncing as he talked, eager to talk with Lindsay.

"Me too. I've had an epiphany." Lindsay stated. She stood up a little taller and waited for Danny to reply.

"Really?" Danny asked. He was wondering what type of epiphany a girl could have at a bachelorette party.

"Yeah." Lindsay said, looking Danny straight in the eyes. "Come on."

Lindsay started walking confidently into the lab and back towards the office she shared with Danny.

"Okay. Lay it on me, Montana. Because then I've got to tell you about what I have planned." Danny perched on the edge of his desk as Lindsay walked over to stand in front of him.

"Danny, try not to make any bad jokes." Lindsay warned.

Danny had seen that look before in her eyes. It was the look that Lindsay got when she had some hair-brained idea or theory that she wanted to talk out.

"Okay." Danny agreed slowly. He bit down on his lower lip and cocked his head to one side, attempting to prepare himself for what Lindsay was about to say.

"I was up all night." Lindsay confessed.

"I figured. Good bachelorette party?" Danny countered with a smirk.

"It was great. But that's not why I was up all night." Lindsay said. She shifted her stance in front of Danny and rocked onto the balls of her feet.

"So, what were you doing all night?" Danny asked, raising his eyebrows in anticipation.

"Get you mind out of the gutter. I was having an epiphany."

"Yeah, we've covered that. Hey, was there a stripper?" Danny asked, a sudden glint flashing in his eyes.

"At the party?" Lindsay asked, suddenly confused by Danny's line of questioning.

"Yeah."

"Of course there was. It was a bachelorette party." Lindsay said.

"Was he as good looking as me?" Danny asked with a chuckle.

"He was probably better looking than you, Danny, he was a professional male stripper." Lindsay countered with a smile.

Danny shook his head in disbelief. If he had ever said something like that to a woman, he would have received a swift slap across the face.

"Way to bring a guy down, Montana. You know, at least when we're asked, men know how to answer that question." Danny said throwing up his hands in defense.

"Listen to me. Be serious for a minute." Lindsay said. She shook her head quickly, trying to get herself back on track.

"Well then, let's just make it quick. We've actually got work to go around here and I have plans to tell you about." Danny said. He rose up off of the edge of the desk and took a step closer to Lindsay.

"Okay. Do you want to hear about the epiphany?" Lindsay asked, almost sounding desperate.

"No." Danny said.

"Danny!" Lindsay exclaimed. She thought Danny was joking, but she couldn't tell for sure.

"Yes. But first let me just clear this plan with you. I pick you up Saturday at eight. Drinks at Tsunami. Dinner at Griffin's, and…wait for it… a carriage
ride through Central Park." Danny said, his grin growing with every word. Danny had worked hard to come up with this plan, something that would be special for Lindsay.

"I think I can top that." Lindsay said, taking a small step back and away from Danny.

"I'm listening. " Danny said.

"Instead of doing all that as our first date Friday night, we postpone our first date for six months while you see other women." Lindsay proposed.

There was silence in the office. Danny stared at Lindsay, attempting to find out if maybe he had heard her wrong or if maybe Lindsay was joking. Knowing that his hearing was just fine and not seeing any type of smile or grin coming from Lindsay, Danny broke the silence.

"Sorry?" He asked, finally getting the word out.

"We don't go out on our first date Friday night. And we don't go on Saturday night. Or for another six months. In the meantime, you see other women." Lindsay clarified. As she did, she slowly paced back and forth in the doorway of the office. There was more silence as Danny's mouth hung half-opened and wordless.

"Huh?" Danny finally stammered.

"That was my epiphany." Lindsay assured Danny.

"What was your epiphany?" Danny asked, still in shock.

"That instead of you and I going out on our first…" Lindsay began to explain again.

"Don't say it again. God, what's happened?" Danny asked. Less than 24 hours ago, he had had Lindsay ready to go out on a date with him and his months of flirting would have paid off. Danny still wasn't convinced that he was hearing Lindsay correctly.

"Danny, just listen." Lindsay implored.

"Oh, don't worry, Montana, I'm all ears." Danny realized that he had been a little sarcastic, but he didn't care. He wanted an explanation.

"Last night, someone leaned over to me and said "This marriage is never going to last." Lindsay explained.

"Why?" Danny asked, confused.

"Because the groom is basically settling for her because she is so different from his other girlfriends. But in the long run he's either going to meet someone better, or always feel like he could've met someone better. All because he hasn't experience all kinds of different women." Lindsay said in all one breath. When she finished with her explanation, Lindsay stared at Danny to see if he understood. Danny stared back at Lindsay – his body and eyes showing his confusion and distress.

"Linds…" Danny started. He wanted desperately to understand where this was all coming from and get Lindsay to change her mind.

"I think you know how I feel about you, Danny." Lindsay said, placing her hand on Danny's side. Danny tensed at her touch and narrowed his eyes, asking silently what she was trying to say.

"At least I thought I did." Danny said.

"What I feel for you is genuine. It's real. I want us to have a clear shot at this, but I don't want you to think that I'm the one just because I'm different from all the rest. You need to experience more women." Lindsay stopped, looked at Danny, took a breath and then began talking again before Danny had a chance to. "The date you planned sounds great."

"Yes it does." Danny said. He could hear how his accent was more pronounced, a clear indication that he was aggravated by the situation.

"And we're definitely going do it sometime." Lindsay assured Danny.

"Okay."

"But first you have to date other women." Lindsay said almost triumphantly. Lindsay leaned over, quickly kissed Danny and walked out of their office – leaving Danny standing motionless and confused.