Mir dejectedly watches Trading Spaces. Shout-out? No; it's actually Changing Rooms, the original BBC series. Then she hears Steve at the door and leaps to attention. She unmusses her hair and arranges herself ever so (not) casually to greet him. Hey! I love you! Now c'mere. Except not. He's brought her a cupcake from the playground, and she's clearly touched. He mentions that the never-ending parade of birthdays have given him a cupcake gut. She says he doesn't have a gut, and he lifts up his t-shirt to reveal near-perfect abs. Mir takes a good look, then dies a little inside. God, she wants him so badly, it hurts me to look at it. Just tell him! TELL HIM! Finally she invites him to watch the game there, unless he has other plans. "Nah, Debbie's got shit to do." So he stays. And crashes on her couch. Then Mir comes out and has another heartbreaking moment as she watches him sleep peacefully on the couch. He coughs, and she retreats into the shadows. Oh, Miranda. Stop pining and get in the game! You don't even know this Debbie person! Ooh, what if it's Debbie Harry? That would be cool.