"What's complicated about a bath bomb?" Maeve asks, looking around for her shoes so she can slide her feet into the silver heels. They're decidedly not something she would wear usually, but they go with the theme of the night and she actually feels really pretty when she's wearing them.

Hopefully she doesn't twist her bloody ankle.

"Is it one of those ones that's going to leave glitter in every bloody crevice we have?" she asks, turning to look at Steve with a grin before she nods that she's ready to go.