"Yeah, we could do that," Steve says easily, because he's down to try anything once, especially if it means that Maeve will be touching him. He tries to kiss her neck but she pulls away, and his brows furrow as his lips purse from his she's pushing up his cheeks.

"Me loving you is off?" He asks, suddenly feeling wounded. His eyes go big and shiny. "I just want to make you happy!"

Some guy walks up and Steve is saved from further embarrassing himself, even if Maeve is still sort of making him look like a chipmunk in front of this obviously very cool dude.

"You think I was drugged?" Steve asks, huffing and pulling his face out of Maeve's grasp. "Do I not tell you that I love you enough? Are you mad at me?"

So much for not embarrassing himself.