Steve finds it hilarious that he and his roommate have ended up dating another set up roommates-- if that's what he and Maeve are doing. They should probably talk about that at some point. But right now, she's looking looking up at him with those pretty brown eyes, and he decides that talking can happen later.

"Let's go check it out," Steve says as he suddenly sweeps her up into a fireman's carry, slinging her over his shoulder as he laughs and heads down the hall. He pushes the door to her bedroom open with his foot and looks down at the bare mattress on the floor, hooking one arm around the back of her knees to keep her in place as he looks around for whatever box might contain her bedding. "We should at least put a blanket down, right? We aren't heathens."