Steve looked over at Summer. “Alright, so I’m yours for a week, then,” he said with a nod. It was a strange situation, but he was rather used to things being weird. He really wondered what this week would be like for him, as he was rather curious about everything. “So, what do you want to do?”
“You to relax, for starters,” Summer told Steve, tossing her braid over her shoulder. “I don’t know if ownership, as such, means we’re supposed to stay together? Anyway, I want to introduce you to my cats, and I know about you, but you don’t know about me, so you can ask me anything you like.” She held out a hand, grinning up at him, trying to put him at ease. “Then, I think, let’s go for something absurd.”