Is that a comb in your pocket?

A long time ago Allison and I realized that having separate bathrooms would be good for our marriage.  But this morning I showered in Allison's bathroom because we're doing work in the bathroom downstairs.  When I came out of the shower, in my bathrobe, Allison was in the bathroom by the sink.

Wife: "You're soaking wet."

Husband: "I can't find my comb.  Can I borrow yours?"

Wife: "Yes, but look in your pockets first to make sure it's not there."

Husband (after looking in pockets): "I didn't find  my comb but I did find a popcorn kernel."