"Yeah, if you don't tell Quayle I said he's not so bad," she agrees. She doesn't actually think he'd rub it in her face or anything - they know they're simpatico as far as running the team goes, and they both pride themselves on that fact. So they have something like a truce. But not enough of one that Clem's willing to put any arrows in his quiver.

As for why she's out here tonight, that's easy enough. "There's a party," she says, like it should be obvious. Just because she's got a boyfriend now doesn't mean she isn't fun anymore. Hence, shirt.