"Maeve." The comment surprises him, because he definitely doesn't think that about her, and he doesn't want her thinking that about herself, but then she grins up at him and he realizes that she's kidding. Yeah, in a weird kind of way, but still.

"To a fancy hotel, actually, so I'm hoping you'll do it for free," he volleys back once he's gathered his wits, laughing as he curls his arm around her waist and leans in to press a kiss under her ear, rubbing his mouth against her skin just to tickle her.

"But first," he says once he pulls back, handing Maeve his beer before picking up the other one. "We drink."