[The fact she's flat makes no difference to him. In fact... it makes him curious because it goes against a bit of what he understood from women. He realizes he's staring and his face turns red, and he looks away, shielding the side of his face as if he'd be curious enough to look back.]

I'll... take your word for it.

[Was he sweating? Yeah, he's sweating.]

I'm sorry. I don't know how you got in my bed.... but I'm sure you can find your way out.