You're not really my type, but I wouldn't need an excuse.

[The way she says it...like it's just a set of facts. He isn't her type (she doesn't remember what her type is but it's not him), and...well, having seen it, she has no opinion on this ass. But it's not meant to be an insult.]

...But it's not helping, I'm not qualified to judge this...[She'll pull up the relevant profile bit, and show it to him.]