This doesn't seem like the face of a woman afraid for her job or her firm, that's for sure! But as we've noted before, Jessica's smile usually hides many things. Disdain, anger, annoyance, and even panic. Do you think Jessica is panicking a little now that Daniel Hardman is back to make a mess of her office?
Remember when this little old law firm used to be called Pearson Hardman. Ah, yes, the good old days when no one new Mike's secret and there were no power struggles or coups. Now that Hardman is back on the scene, it looks like's he's out for blood. Specifically, Jessica's blood!
For future reference, Donna and the Dictaphone would make a great band name. Just saying. But what could Donna be up to with Louis' dictaphone this week? Maybe reminding him of better times with Harvey? Or playing back a message he needs to hear? Whatever is on that dictaphone, let's hope it helps get Harvey out of this mess.
We've lost count of how many times Donna has gotten herself stuck in the middle of Louis and Harvey's squabbling, but could this fight be the one that leaves her all alone? If she refuses to pick a side, she could lose both Harvey and Louis in one fell swoop. Maybe she could go be Jessica's secretary instead?
From what we remember of Claire, she is a good person with a good heart. If Rachel can help her see that Mike is doing more good than harm in his new position, we have faith that she'll choose to keep his secret in favor of spilling the metaphorical beans and getting him locked up.
It's a shame Rachel can't make Claire see first hand all the different ways Mike has managed to help people in the last five years he's been with the firm. His legal degree might be a total sham, but the dozens of cases he's helped win are proof positive that he's a changed man.
As they attempt to refocus back on the lawsuit at hand – to which they've been assigned opposing sides – Rachel and Claire still seem at odds. If they can't find a way to table the Mike issue while they deliberate, they could both get into hot water for screwing up a case.
The longer you go, the less the money matters. The food doesn't taste as good. The cars aren't fast enough. The view isn't high enough. And finally, you realize that you would trade it all in for one night of going to bed, where you don't have to worry, 'When are they going to come for me?'