Maeve isn't exactly what anyone would call demure, which is something that Steve likes about her, but she still manages to take him by surprise. He lets out a little cough and clears his throat before turning to face her, smiling widely as he quirks a brow.

"That does sound a lot more fun than putting together furniture," he replies, matching his casual tone as he moves closer to her, carefully stepping over a box in the middle of the floor. Once he's in front of her, he curls an arm around her waist and tugs her against him, smiling as he reaches up with his other hand to brush a fallen strand of hair away from her face. "Maybe you should give me the tour."