In the land of the perpetually non-amused, Pete comes into Harry's office to find him packing, and Harry explains (without mentioning the financial compensation, of course) that for the good of the firm, he's going to switch offices with Pete. Pete, of course, is not at all pleased that Roger found a way to weasel out of the situation, but Harry babbling about Megan again soon distracts him. God, give it a rest, guy. I doubt Megan wants to make your gross comments public knowledge either.
Don is alone in his office, probably getting some work done thanks to the fight with his wife, when there's a knock on his door -- it's Peggy, who looks uncomfortable before apologizing for what she said at the party. Don doesn't really acknowledge that, but Peggy plows on that she only brings it up because Megan seemed upset, and admits that she shouldn't be allowed to drink at work functions. "Or at all, honestly." I never thought Peggy had a serious problem holding her liquor, and it's true the comment was bad, but it wasn't even the most embarrassing thing that happened at the party, much less in the history of SCDP. Anyway, Don is more interested in the fact that Megan went home than anything else, and prepares to head off to join her, brushing aside Peggy's contrition and her timid opinion that Megan wants to be alone. Don still works here, right?
Pryce is lounging on his couch when Scarlett buzzes and tells him the owner of the wallet is there -- the dude, that is. Pryce is obviously disappointed, but tells her he'll be out in a minute, and adds, "Thank you, Delores," which COME ON, guy. You're supposed to be a detail man. Pryce grabs the wallet, removes the photo and places it in his desk, and then puts the wallet in an envelope...
...and then appears in Reception to greet the Italian-American guy, who despite his lack of height looks like he might have broken a kneecap or two in his day. Pryce tries to make this meeting the world's shortest act of good citizenship, but the dude insists on counting the cash, an extended effort during which Pryce nervously fidgets. After a long, appraising look that makes it impossible to guess whether he missed the photo or not, the guy says all the money's there, and insists on giving Pryce a reward before, seemingly sincerely, telling him he's a real gentleman. I wonder whether those words will have any effect on Pryce's plans for the photo.