Steve knows that it's possible to say friends after a break up. He and Nancy are still friends, kind of. They don't really hang out or anything, and they might be bound by shared trauma more than anything else, but they know that if one of them ever needed anything, they could count on each other. So yeah, it's possible.

The question makes him laugh, and he wants to say yes, but instead he takes a long drag of his cigarette and exhales it up into the sky before leaning over to rest his chin on her shoulder.

"I'd like to be, but I'm pretty sure that's your decision," he tells her, looking at her hopefully and raising his eyebrows. "So what, am I?"