"You're being a rude asshole," Danny accuses, rolling his eyes before he grips Steve's chin hard enough to bruise, leaning in to suck some of the frosting off his lip. "You really think Neil wants to see the way you shovel down food when you like it? I mean, yes, I'm aware you don't have manners. But he's a guest."

"Unless you're showing off?" Danny says with a smirk. "It is your birthday. You wanna talk about that thing we talked about that one time?"