You could tell the Hamptonites who had been at the Clinton pancake breakfast this weekend by that post-Clinton glow on their faces. Also the Hillary stickers were good giveaways. Also the fact they wouldn't shut up about how much they love Hillary. And then Hillary Clinton decided to do a little shopping in town. We jostled our way to the window of Roberta Freymann, purveyor of ugly dresses. Was she looking at the sarongs? When she came out of the store, a scrum engulfed the former first lady. Few realized that her Wall Street Journal-hating husband was hanging out in the Suburban that idled in front of the store. But all of a sudden someone screamed, "There's Bill!" and the whole crowd abandoned the maybe future President for the one who once was.