From left to right, Jenn and and Doug are sharing a panel. Jenn looks at Doug with an annoyed expression, while Doug stands still with arms held out wide, as if he's approaching for a hug.

Jenn : I'm still pissed about your email last night. I'm not in a very Duggy huggy mood right now.
Doug : I wasn't offering. I tried a yoga class and I'm too stiff to move my arms. ** New Panel ** Jenn has brought her hand to her chin. She scrutinizes Doug carefully with narrow eyes. He looks away, sideways.
Jenn : Hmm...
Doug : Um... What I meant to say was...

Jenn has brought her hand to her chin, again. She's admiring her handiwork. Doug, meanwhile stands in the same position. However, his tighty-whitey underwear has been pulled up in an atomic wedgie. The elastic that should be by his back is pulled up over his head, covering his eyes.

Jenn : No, I still feel some resentment. One sec.
Doug : Uh... ** New Panel ** Jenn has turned around. She's smiling as she heads off. Doug stands in the same position, with the front of his underwear now "reverse-wedgied" over the back of his head.
Jenn : There, I think we're better.
Doug : I think I'd rather have the hug.