Tongue-tied

When: Today. About three minutes ago.
Where: Kitchen counter.
Who: Sarah and I, chatting over some cold, freshly-cubed watermelon.
What: Best conversation of the afternoon.

Sarah: So I was just talking to Michelle. She said that she just picked up Isaa-- I mean Nath-- I mean. Greg! Yeah, she just picked up Greg's tongue ring. Wait. What's that called?

Me: Tunsten?

Sarah, blushing. Um....yeah. That ring thing. Anways, she sounded really happy, and....

(ensuing giggles)

I think Sarah's mind is still on vacation in Williamsburg.

What do they think, I wonder?