We can't help it, y'all: Daniel's provocative window pose has left us with a whole lotta Melissa Etheridge on the mind today. Yeah, you know just the song. Because, with a body like that, we'd let Danny come to our window and then wherever/all over whatever he damn well pleases. Seriously, it doesn't matter — we'll dry clean the curtains if need be. But, uh, anyways... good luck getting those Etheridge jams (and Danny's dashing junk+trunk) out of your head for the rest of the day!