"Uh... wow, no," Maeve answers, patting Steve's chest once they're settled in the car. She sits close to him, because she's not annoyed or anything, something has clearly been done to him, but she's also really not even close to being ready to switch flats so she and Steve can live together.

"That's a conversation we're definitely not having while you've been drugged," she tells him, leaning against his side. It's not a conversation she imagined they would be having any time soon at all and she's sort of hoping Steve won't be inclined to go down that road once the drugs or whatever wear off.