Mindy’s box is full of tchtochkes and pictures and remembrances. She collects the collateral of her life to remind herself that she’s lived it. All the exes, even those who broke her heart, are there. And she’s willing to open it up and share it with anyone who wants to see. Danny’s box (and his heart) are spare and secret. It’s just Richie, Giuliani, God, and her. There are a lot of spaces for Mindy to fill.