"A someone put something in his drink moment," Maeve clarifies, feeling a little like Steve has suddenly grown two extra sets of hands, given that they're everywhere.

After a beat, she adds, "Not me."

Just in case. She would really rather not anyone think she'd been the one to drug him. The very thought of it makes her sick and even though nothing has happened and Steve is safe, there's still a pit of anxiety in her stomach, because there is every possibility he might not have been. If she had been late or if she'd gotten distracted, the chances are high the girl who had drugged him would have taken advantage of him and Maeve doesn't want anyone she cares about to feel violated in such a way.