Eponine hadn't meant to be overt about asking after Monsieur Hopper's romantic situation -- after all, she and Beverly aren't lovers and they make a team! -- but she can tell, from his frazzled response, that he isn't sure what to call this Lucy, either.

She laughs, though, at Bev's slight tease. "Well, you have excellent taste in people," she says, airily, both a joke about herself and a bit of warmth toward Hopper and how nice he's been, "so I want to meet her too, now."

Eponine catches herself nearly about to clean up a stray smear of peanut butter -- the only remnant of food -- from the plate with one finger, and reminds herself that licking the plate clean might be sensible, but it's not polite and she doesn't want to give a bad impression. She wipes her hands neatly with a napkin and glances back between Hopper and Beverly. "What does she do?"