I know it might seem redundant, given who we both work for, but I think you and I both know that this needs to stay off the Colony's radar until we have better answers. And while I do think, by virtue of your job, you wind up dealing with some shitty people, I don't think that you, Harvey, are a bad person.

[He pauses, flipping over his paper placemat and scribbles a brief message on the back:

I, David Gainor, hire Harvey Specter to represent me in all current and ongoing legal matters.

He signs and dates it and tears off that portion of the placemat, before reaching into his wallet and pulling out all the cash he has.]

I've got fifty bucks. Consider it a down payment.