She doesn't take the hint, even though she wonders if she should leave. It feels wrong to do so. Joel is her friend.

Clementine does the only thing that seems right to do in this moment without even needing to think about it. She puts the cookie back down on the plate, steps forward and throws her arms around Joel's neck, hugging him tightly so the side of her face is pressed against his.

This is the best she can do.