The Nymph, standing next to my computer chair, wrapped in her towel robe, trying to escape my clutches: "I gotta get in the shower and then put on my facial lotion."
Me: ...
Her: What?
Me, grinning: ...
Her: WHAT?
Me: You gonna make me say it?
Her: ...
Me, grinning even harder: ...
Her, still clueless: Just say it!
Me, leering: I got your facial lotion RIGHT HERE, baby!
