[She's confused that he's flustered. Why would anyone not want to stare at her great rack??]

What? You wanted to know if they're still there, so I'm showing you.

[Diva sets the shirt back in place, but she's too lazy to button it past like the middle button. Effort is lame.] You stabbed me over and over again, but you can't look at my chest? That's stupid.