Dangerous women

"Bad night?" Donna asks, observing her boss walking past her desk without even acknowledging her. He grunts and hurries into his office, attempting to close the door before Donna can catch up, but she's quicker. "I know you're grumpy, but you could at least say good morning. Don't you think so?"

"Not today, Donna," his husky voice reveals that he didn't get any sleep last night. "Not today," he repeats. His slouched posture, frown, and overall demeanor indicate that it isn't due to a pleasant night with a woman; otherwise, he would have dark circles the size of Manhattan, but he would also exude an arrogant aura. "Could you get me some coffee? Please," he pleads, as she assesses him.

"I'm not here to make coffee for you, and you know it."

"Please, Donna," he begs again. The fact that he said please twice holds some significance, and she's aware of it.

"Fine, I'll bring it in a moment," she replies, still trying to decipher the entire situation.

Within a few minutes, she places the coffee on his desk and sinks into the chair across from him.

"So... you didn't have a good night."

"Terrible, Donna," he says with narrowed eyes, his migraine preventing him from fully opening them.

"Couldn't satisfy the woman you desired?" she asks, attempting to hide any hint of jealousy.

"Don't ask," he stammers, taking a few sips of coffee.

"You do realize that not all women fall for the great Harvey Specter, don't you?"

"Most do," he quickly responds, aware that his comment is directed specifically at her. But just as she's about to craft a clever response, he interrupts her. "Thanks for the coffee. I really needed it."

"No problem," she replies, offering him a shy smile. "But was it just that? Or is something else going on? You really look like shit."

"Well, thanks," he mutters after taking another sip of coffee. "I had something very expensive thrown at me, and I hadn't even undressed her. I won't delve into more details, okay? Enjoy that."

Donna stifles a giggle and nods. "Tell me it was that hideous naked woman ornament you have there; it's revolting." Harvey doesn't respond, merely finishes his coffee, and she laughs. "Let me tell you, I agree with that woman."

"Thank you very much. It's always a pleasure working with you."

She laughs again. "Did she hurt you?"

"Well, I suppose that's where my migraine comes from."

"Need a painkiller?"

"See? There's Donna I like."

"Stay here and steer clear of any dangerous women, alright?"

"I'm close to you," he winks at her, and she giggles before walking away.