He doesn't think I'm fat....

Clem:

 Would you get me another, Joely? 

Thanky! Thanky!

( Joel is paying the bartender. He turns with the drink to

head back to the table. He sees Clementine flirting with a

man in Joel's seat. )

Clem:

Joel, this is Mark. He likes my boobs. 

He came over special to tell me that. Isn't that nice.

 He doesn't think I'm fat.

Mark:

I didn't know she was with someone, man.

Clem:

It's okay, Mark. Joel doesn't like my boobs. 

I don't think he likes girls.

Joel: 

You're drunk.

Clementine:

You're a whiz kid. So perceptive, so...