Well she was doing all right - or at least, she was doing a good job of deluding himself, which was good enough, right - until Voile pointed how how apparently pretty she was? Vinnie wasn't sure if it was actually comforting to know that he was an attractive girl when most of his time in his normal body, he was doing his very best to be a Man. One who frequently got emasculated by a sentient, walking mountain of muscle who called himself his boss. Wasn't being a pretty girl somehow confirming this horrible feeling? Sure, the Venusaur managed to retain some muscle mass, but it was still considerably leaner than normal.

How on earth was she one of the prettiest girls Voile had ever seen?! Voile was pretty! She did things like beauty contests! Come on...!

Vinnie's face fell a bit, and she crossed her arms uncomfortably. "I dunno how t'take that," she grumbled quickly in a low, embarrassed voice.