Him: "You are so sweet."
Her: "Really? You don't mean evil?"
Him: "No, you're sweet."
Her: "Sweet like Devil's Food Cake? Or sweet like vanilla ice cream?"
Her: "Sweet like pink cupcake? Or sweet like pink lingerie?"
Him: "I like lingerie."
Her: (Sigh) "I'm not very good at lingerie."
Him: "How do you mean?"
Her: "Well, the last time I went shopping at Victoria's Secret my friends told me the one nightie I liked looked like a drop cloth."
Him: "I like things that drop. You know, to the ground. Like lingerie that drops to the ground."
Her: "You didn't really have to spell it out like that."