Maeve tries to ignore that he'd just paid for her to play the games, kind of like a date, because she is actively not trying to date anyone. Including Steve. Even if he is kind of cute and doesn't seem to be a complete shithead like most of the guys she's met in her life.

After everything with Jackson and then Otis, it's just all been too much.

"Blue, of course," she answers with a grin, plucking the ball from his hand and taking her club as well. "I think you'd look good in orange."