"I know," Steve tells her with a warm smile, and then shrugs a bit. "Well, now I know. I didn't before, but I do now."

He slides in behind Maeve and wraps his arms around her, resting his chin on her shoulder as they watch a tiger stretch like a house cat, yawning and revealing enormous teeth.

"But I am," he assures her, nuzzling his cold nose behind her ear. After kissing her neck, he steps away and takes her hand, threading their fingers together as they move through the rest of the big cats. "Are you hungry? I think they're supposed to have food trucks."