"Uh, yeah, actually. It is," she replied oh so maturely to his comment on the human body being disgusting. It actually was, in so many ways. People made weird noises and smelled bad and got icky. Though Joanie was trying the whole "being nicer" thing, it was hard when people were just so weird. Case in point, her current company.
As he began talking about her lack of expertise on his love life, she snorted, throwing back a long sip of her beer. Damn, it was almost gone. Why was beer so temporary? "I don't know your love life, but I know you." She waggled a finger in his direction, snickering. "And I know that you're an asshole. You're such an asshole that your collars pop themselves. Just knowing that, I can deduce" - oh yes, she was using fancy words - "that your pasty ass will go unseen by human eyes."
She smirked, polishing off her third beer. To victory!