"Do I make a habit of bringing things over and not sharing?" Steve asks with a small laugh, handing off the coffee as he ducks his head to meet her brief kiss. Now that he sees her, he isn't quite as nervous. Maeve isn't unreasonable. She's kind of the opposite, in fact. So yeah, a little nervous, but his knees aren't trembling like they were in the elevator, so that's probably a good sign.

"How was your day, honey?" He asks, teasing her with the endearment as he kicks off his shoes and heads for the sofa. "Is Rue here?"