"I'm not generally doing a lot of dating in my dreams, dude," Eddie volleys back, wrinkling his nose when Steve's finger presses against it. "Dating is great and all, but my sleeping brain is definitely more id than ego, if you catch my drift."

"Are you telling us you've had sex dreams about my boyfriend?" Maeve asks, leaning her elbows on the table.

"About Steve?" Eddie asks in return. "Nah. Not yet anyway."