She snorts at "a guy's best friend." "Or man's favorite throw pillows." She has such an ambivalent relationship with her breasts; she loves them, she's unashamed of them, but sometimes they're too damn much.

Clem moves a little closer, now that the air between them is clearer. "How do you do it, Sam? You know how to make me feel better in two seconds without even breaking a sweat."