[Nope. He looks like a chick, who looks nothing like Cliff. Familiar or not, it's not coming to him. But it bugs him that she's claiming that she knows him. Because in this place, she just might. But, let's see if he can't chase her off first.]

I've never met you in my life. So there's nothing to be hurt about. Now why don't you go run along, get yourself some appropriate clothing and get out of my hair. Unless you prefer to be an icicle, that is.