Maeve’s expression shifts to confusion. So they’re not dating? Okay. Well, that’s fine. “Ah. Forgive my misunderstanding.”

It’s the comment about Ruby being her daughter and a little about being called ma’am that catch her off guard more so than anything else. “Maeve is fine. No one really calls me ma’am usually.” A beat. “And I don’t think I can really…” There’s an uncomfortably long pause. “I’m certain she wouldn’t describe me as her mother. Not when she has one.” Had one. But still. It counts.