In The Soup Aisle

In the grocery store, I was minding my own business. This young couple (maybe married, maybe not) around my age were coming towards me. I look down and away, because I'm an engineer and this is what we do. This is the only part of the conversation I heard:

Guy to girl: Honey, did you still need the Preparation H?

My eyes immediately flick upward. I make eye-contact with the girl. She smiles enigmatically. I wonder if he had tourettes.