Waking up sleeping on the couch at the office holding Donna's hand was not Harvey's idea of a conversation he'd like to entertain later on when people started arriving to work. Luckily, Gretchen, who was usually the first one to arrive every morning, happened to have to drop some papers on Harvey's desk before going about her daily business. The woman, knowing fully well that her friend Donna would not want to be put in that situation either, walked as slowly as she could towards them and gently shook Donna's shoulder.

Donna's eyes immediately opened, and it only took her a few seconds to realize what was happening. She motioned toward Gretchen not to make a sound, slowly untangled her fingers from Harvey's (how were they still holding hands?), then rose up and, grabbing Gretchen by the arm, exited Harvey's office. Harvey showed no signs of having heard them, presumably due to the amount of alcohol he consumed the night prior.

Out in the hallway, the redhead felt like she owed an explanation to her friend, but Gretchen, knowing better than to intrude at this particular time, said

- It's fine, really, we don't have to do this now. Just go get changed and I'll have a cup of coffee ready for you when you come back.

- Thank you, Gretchen, smiled Donna. I really appreciate it.

- Say no more, red.

Harvey woke up with a soaring pain in his head, a numb arm, and a disappointed feeling upon noticing Donna was gone. Since there was no sign of movement around the office, he assumed the redhead hadn't left too long ago, so the first thing he did was walk straight into her office, but she wasn't there. His phone, he would try his phone then. However, what he did not realize was that his phone would be filled with texts and calls from Paula. She must be worried sick, and with good reason. No, he had to talk to her before doing anything else. So she rang her. She picked up immediately.

- Harvey? Are you okay?

- Yes, Paula, sorry I haven't called. I've been… caught up at work.

- You don't sound okay. Are you at the office?

- Yup, I'm still here. I will come by to change in a bit, then I have to come back.

- You know, Harvey, you could've at least called.

- I know… I'm sorry. I'll talk to you when I get there, okay?

- I'm going to the office, Harvey, and I have patients all day today. I really don't have time to talk.

- Tonight then?

- Okay, see you tonight at your place at 8.

- See you there.

This was the thing Harvey dreaded most. Having to spend a day around Donna before talking things out with Paula. He was not sure how to act around her, not sure what he wanted, not sure what he would do, in short, not sure of anything. Alas, he thought, he would go home, take a shower, get some coffee into his system, and then consider what to do.

Refreshed, wearing a new baby blue dress and stilettos, Donna entered the offices. As promised, a cup of steaming hot coffee was waiting on her desk. She smiled and mentally thanked Gretchen, then sat down at her desk in what, she hoped, would be the start of a productive day. Hah, as if, she immediately corrected herself. She gave Harvey all of two hours (the approximate amount it would take him to get home, take a shower, have a coffee, and come back) before he barged into her office barking some order at her like nothing ever happened. In that case, she thought, better just down this coffee quick.

With about 20 minutes to spare, Harvey opened the door to Donna's office without bothering to knock.

- Donna, do you have a sec? he asked sheepishly.

From the get go, his tentative tone surprised her.

- Um, yes, Harvey, what do you need?

- I would like to, um, take you out for breakfast.

- Sorry?

Out of all of the things she would have expected, this was so far off the list she didn't even know how to react.

- Breakfast? You know, that thing people tend to have in the morning?

- Ha-ha, captain obvious. What's the occasion?

- No occasion. Just thought we could both need a good breakfast after last night.

- So are we talking about last night?

- I just mentioned it, didn't I?

- And, what about last night?

- Can't we just do this over breakfast?

- Fine, Harvey, let's go have breakfast. Where do you want to go?

- I have an idea, smiled Harvey.

20 minutes later Ray had dropped them off in front of their restaurant, the one where they decided (well, Harvey decided) they would work together again after spending one night together. Donna was tentative.

- Why here?

- I don't know. We haven't been here in a while and I thought you'd like it.

- You did, did you?

- Was I wrong?

- No… It's just this place brings back a lot of memories.

- Good ones, I hope. Me, a dashing young lawyer. You, a wide-eyed redhead. Taking on the world of law together.

- Hmm, seems about right. Except the dashing part.

Harvey pouted acting hurt.

- You hurt, Paulsen, you hurt.

Donna laughed and they settled at their booth. A waitress promptly brought them the menus, and after they ordered, Donna noticed Harvey starting to get fidgety.

- Sooo, she started, you wanted to talk.

- First, I wanted to thank you for not going anywhere last night. But, Donna, you have to admit, what you did wasn't fair.

- I know, Harvey, don't you think I know? But as I said last night, it was just a kiss, and if you're asking for my permission not to tell Paula about it, well, you have it.

- That is so far from what I'm asking.

- Then what are you asking?

- Do you really think I would keep this from her after the history I have with my mom?

- No, Harvey, I don't. I don't think you would because you're a good guy. Because you're a better person than I am. Because I acted selfishly last night and I'm acting selfishly now asking you not to say anything because I'm too terrified, I'm terrified I've ruined everything and that you will never forgive me for it. So if you want to blame someone, just blame me. I'm the only one to blame and if you want to, I will talk to Paula myself, explain it was just a mistake and that it will never happen again, that…

- Donna, Harvey interrupted her desperate plea, slow down, just slow down. I can't just blame you, because you're not the only one to blame. I know we've always had a complicated relationship and that you've put me first for years and I can't condemn you for one mistake in 12 years.

- No, Harvey, what I did was wrong, it was a mistake and I want to…

- You keep saying it was a mistake.

- Well?

- I guess I just don't see it as a mistake. I guess if it were a mistake I would be wretched with guilt right now. And don't get me wrong, I feel awful to think I've done this to Paula, but I don't feel… guilty. I don't feel bad about it. I… I kissed back.

- What are you saying, Harvey?

- I don't know, Donna. All I know is that I need to talk to Paula and tell her what happened.

- And then what?

- I guess I just haven't thought that far ahead.

- Right.

- Right.

After a few moments of silence, Harvey started smiling.

- What could you possibly be smiling about right now? asked Donna.

Harvey wanted to tell her. He wanted to tell her that being here with her again, the very place where he realized she is someone he wants to keep, someone he cannot afford losing by screwing around with then screwing over in his typical Harvey fashion, brought back so many memories he wanted to just reach out and kiss her. He wanted to tell her that 12 years ago he made a choice, and about 12 hours ago he realized that he made the wrong choice. But instead, he just said:

- Like you said, this place brings back many memories.

- Yes, which is exactly why I think it's time to go back to the office.

- I feel like this conversation isn't over. At least, I hope it's not.

- It won't be. But I think we should just focus on work today, and then we can come back to it once you talk to Paula.

- Okay, let's head out then.