"I think 'I don't want to date evil people' is a reasonable boundary."

"I'm observably not evil. I'm in the Good Place because I lived one of the best lives that could be lived. And the system selected me and you as the people in the world who are most compatible for each other, so can't you just give me a chance?"

"I mean, I'm not dating my soulmate either and she's not even a little bit evil. As far as I can tell, anyway." 

"Man, sorry I'm taking it out on you, Sasha, it's not your fault, it's just-- I didn't really get to meet people much when I was alive? Because I was busy running my country? And I sort of hoped when I heard about soulmates I would have a soulmate who... actually wants to interact with me. At all."

"I did make out with you for science."

"I'm always willing to make out with hot guys for the sake of scientific research! Also, not for the sake of scientific research. I'm easy."

He still does not trust people who can turn on charm. Rather than clarifying that Heaven won't let him make out with anyone but Faye, he leans a little heavier on Lev. 

Lev wants to say "Sasha's my boyfriend and I love him and you have to deal with it." But he thinks that that would probably terrify Sasha. Lev trusts his future self's judgment but Sasha has no reason to. 

Instead Lev says, "Come on, Sasha, let's go to your place."

"For sure." 

He goes back to Lev's room, puts his clothes and shoes back on, and then comes back out and says "Bye, Asher. Nice to meet you." 

"Nice to meet you too!"

He sounds so sincere!

Awesome. That sure does mean literally anything. 

The walk to Sasha's house isn't long. 

Faye answers the door like someone who has definitely gotten enough sleep and has definitely not been having a panic attack. "Hi again!"

"Hi! I'm Lev. It's nice to meet you!"

"I'm Faye! I'm, uh, Sasha's soulmate, I guess. It's nice to meet you too."

"If you're even half as great as Sasha is I'm sure we'll get along."

He's holding Sasha's hand in a slightly possessive manner.

...complimenting Sasha is good. She's just going to. Not think about the possessiveness in Lev's body language for now. "I make no claims as to my own greatness, but hopefully you'll end up finding me half as great as Sasha? I'm sure everything will get along a little smoother if we're all great. Though I guess we are in Heaven, so probably that's entirely likely!"

He squeezes Lev's hand. "Probably! Sorry I wasn't around last night, Faye," and the apologetic tone is at least a little bit real. More than a quarter but less than a third. 

The smile on her face becomes significantly less strained. "It's okay, really. Like I said, I just met you, I don't control you. It'd be nice to get to know you sometime if we're gonna be soulmates? But you don't have to be around all the time."

Lev is not even a little bit sorry that Sasha wasn't around last night. "Can we come in?"

"Yeah, of course!" She opens the door and beckons them in. The house is very large and very fancy; most of the things in it look fragile and kind of expensive, though at least in theory neither of those are a concern with Janet around.

"Oh, your place is gorgeous!" 

It is full of beautiful things. Like Sasha. 

"Thank you! It's still kind of weird to think of it as mine, but I'm sure I'll get used to it soon enough. What's your place like?"

"I think my soulmate and I have really really different taste. All of the rooms are, like, this star shape? And there are no bookshelves and these absolutely ghastly posters. Maybe he'll burn it down and then we can get a new one."

At least Lev likes it here. "It's really very confusing as a house design."

"--Gosh. I can imagine it'd be rough to have really different tastes from your soulmate. Hopefully you can figure out a compromise or call in Janet to add some bookshelves or something, before either of you resort to arson?"