Forever ago

While sitting the computer room one day, SB reached across RH's lap to try and retrieve her MP3 player. From my vantage point of sitting diagonally behind RH, all I could see was her hand magically appear from his lap area and begin groping around near his front pants pocket.

RH: What are you doing?
SB: I'm trying to get my MP3 Player.
Me: Is that what they're calling it now?
RH: Yeah baby.
SB: Shutup. Both of you.