"I think Harold would prefer if I wore a tie," John admits with a grin, using the words to cover that it makes him feel rather nice to think Karen has an opinion one way or the other about how he dresses, how he looks. He's long since stopped trying to deny to himself that he thinks she's absolutely beautiful and Finch had been able to see through him easily enough, had been the one to not only suggest they bring her into the team, but also to suggest maybe there's something worth pursuing between them.

John wishes he could be right. Finch, for all his pragmatism, really is a romantic at heart, he thinks. He will love Grace forever and no one else, holding himself apart from the rest of the world just so he'll always be for her. John had hopes -- still does in a small way -- that they won't always be apart.

He's not sure the same can ever be said for him. Were he anyone else, he would have asked Karen out already, but he's not in any state of self-denial. He knows who and what he is, what she'll see if they work together.

"Half the time I'm surprised he doesn't put Bear in a suit," he teases with a soft laugh, forcing his thoughts away from the darker path they want to take.