"Yes, I'm secretly very into Robin," she dead-pans. Sometimes Maeve almost wishes she were into girls, if only because they tend to be a lot easier for her to get along with in general, and girls are pretty and they smell nice, but at the end of the day, it just doesn't do it for her the same way a guy does.

She shifts on the bed, hooks one of her legs around Steve's, and smiles up at him as she shrugs.

"I've never really had a roommate," she admits. "I'm just not sure how all this works."