Post-canon.
They were all morning installing Donna's bookshelf in their new home.
"Ok… Now I have to organize the books. Can you help me with the boxes?"
"Yes. Where are they?"
"In the living room."
They go to the living room. There're six big boxes that said "Donna."
"Which ones?"
"All that says Donna."
"All?"
"Yes."
"Do you have only books on those?"
"Yes, Harvey."
"You really have a problem."
"I know."
"I can't believe it. I always thought that your biggest problem was the shoes."
"I don't have only one. But, you married with the whole package. Help me, they're very heavy."
They carry the boxes to Donna's room. They agree to have one room for each one, for the moments when they will be alone.
"Good luck." Harvey chuckles.
"I love to organize my books."
"You're weird."
"I know… I mean, I'm in love with you. This is weird."
"You waited for me for more than a decade. This is weird."
"I'm insane. I know that."
"I'm very lucky."
"Yes man, you are! I told you, that day was your lucky day."
"That night, would you have believed that we would eventually get married?"
"Not really. You?"
"I never thought about marrying anyone."
"So… I'm very lucky too, I did it."
"Yes, but I didn't know your problem with books was so big. Maybe I regret it."
She rolls her eyes. "I don't tell you anything about sports."
"Ok, it's fair." She smiles and kisses him.
"What do you want for lunch?"
"Anything."
"Mhm… If I order anything, you're going to complain."
"Ok. Thai."
"You're never going to change?"
"Never."
"Better… Because I love you like this."
She smiles at him and opens the first box.