[He doesn't blame Philip for having something of a jumbled headspace after these past few days, particularly if Clarence is being less than helpful now that he's back in the box, but Dean finds it hard to believe that after bringing up such a big deal Philip isn't willing to see it through.

He can't really help the sarcasm he's employing - Philip never told him that he was interested in a girl (if that's the case. Dean hopes it's the case. Please be the case).]

I dunno, dude, maybe the chick Clarence played tonsil-hockey with before dumping her on the curb like a sorority girl going through hazing?

[Ring any bells, Quasimodo?]