"What can I say? I have a gift," Steve says with a laugh, smiling fondly down at Maeve as he rests his hands on her hips. Already, the drugs seem to be wearing off. He still feels a little dopey, a little dazed, maybe a bit turned on, but those are all things that he generally feels when he's around Maeve anyway, so it's hard to tell.

"Oh, Steve!" He says in a high-pitched voice, tickling playfully at Maeve's sides. "You're so sexy, Steve!"

He's still tickling her, leaning in to kiss at her neck, when the elevator doors slide open and Steve is faced with an unimpressed looking older couple. Doing his best not to laugh, he puts his arm around Maeve's shoulders and leads her out of the elevator and past them, giving them a lazy salute. "Evening, folks."

They step onto the elevator Steve waits for the doors to close, face carefully blank, and as soon as they're alone again, he brings his tickling fingers back to her waist, lips close to her ear. "Oh, Steve!