Steve blinks owlishly at the man and his eyebrows and then looks back at his girlfriend. She seems upset, which is awful, and instead of protesting, he listens to her speak because that's what she wants him to do.

"I-- okay," he says eventually, because he does feel a little off, and that girl had been very weird. Maybe Maeve is right. That would make a lot of sense; she's very smart. "I was drugged? Are you serious?"

He feels a little violated, but before he can examine that too much, he looks at Maeve's pleading expression and nods, reaching up to gently cup her cheek. "Okay, yeah. We can go home. I wanna go home with you."