Meg frowns at him now. "Okay. I was just making conversation, Clarence, calm your tits."
She wants to ask if he still has his mojo. She can't feel it, but that doesn't mean it's not there. What she finds herself saying is, "So. . .if you're not sharing anything with me, why are you sitting next to me."
She realizes that she sat next to him, but that's not the point.