"As if. You're, like, the least intrusive person I've ever met, which is funny considering how much of a busybody your mom is-" And as soon as the words leave his mouth, Clarence freezes, his face scrunching in a wince.

"I didn't mean that in a bad way, I swear!" He groaned, wishing his could bury his face in his hands but right now his hands are too busy for that. Instead, he has to deal with the flush of embarrassment covering him from ear-tips to his neckline.

"She's nice! Just a little pushy, you know? And you're... not." Wow. Good save, Clarence.