harvey: you’re late.
mike: look — it’s louis’s pro-bono, i uh—
harvey: wait, that’s my suit. my extra suit! from my office.
mike: yeah, it’s uh louis’s fault. i went to the client’s place, it was overrun with bed bugs, so i went back to the office—
harvey: you tracked bed bugs into my office?
harvey: oh, you walked in there naked?
mike: no, donna met me in the downstairs mens room.
harvey: okay, donna’s fired, and you’re buying me an extra suit. by the way — that’s a three piece suit. where’s the vest?
mike: yeah, i’ve been meaning to talk to you about that. vest’s? really?
harvey: says the guy with the bike helmet.
mike: uh, safety first! c’mon!
— dirty little secrets, suits
am i imagining the amusement/interest in harvey’s voice when he thinks of mike wandering into his office naked? do you see that smirk!? my slash goggles are fogging up!