Spooner.

Joyce: How was escrima tonight, Robin?
Robin: Oh, it was alright.
Joyce: The usual?
Robin: The usual. And I ripped my pants even more at my crotch. I think these pants may have to retire.
Joyce: Aw, really? Can I see? *realizing what I said sounded really wrong*
Robin: ...
Joyce: I didn't mean it! We're even now, after that "spooning" incident.
Robin: This is exactly why we're both in the "It's Not My Fault What You Said Can Be Misconstrued As A Sexual Innuendo" facebook group!

(Ruben and Robin getting ready to leave the apartment while I was staring off in space and glancing at them.)
Robin: What, thinking about my crotch now?