Y- I mean, no.

"Sorry, dude, I'm just not sure about this.", you say. (It's true, you aren't sure what was going on.)

Looking slightly confused, Robbie replies "No worries, babe. I'll just get our breakfast done, then I'll be in my room if you want anything."

You went back into your room to try and figure out what's going on. You figure asking Robbie what's going on is a good start, considering the Robbie you knew was always honest about these sorts of things. On the other hand, the Robbie you knew didn't press his bulge onto your face while you were waiting for him to make dinner. Heck, the Robbie you knew never made dinner at all unless he brought some chick back.

Of course, you don't have many other options, so talking to this new Robbie is what you'll have to do.

That does beg the question...