She had, mostly, been joking. Mostly. Angela did believe in certain standards of appearance, as taught to her by her mother, but she could both believe in something and make fun of it. The two were not at all mutually exclusive.
Besides, she wasn't invested in whether the young man was laughing at her views or with them. The worst outcome would result in the young man having gotten a free drink and her having gotten a few moments of conversation. There were worse things, or so she figured.
"Mmmm, this is an intriguing point. You've found a flaw in my plan!" She laughed, "Although I figure as long as you had a good enough time at the moment, who really cares?"
Now, if the sex was bad, that was something else all together.