Daniel knows nothing of your cornholing or your Urban Dictionaries, so while he guesses it was meant to be suggestive, the specific meaning of that one manages to sail over his head.

"It was damned alarming at first," he admits, while scooping up the wine glass to narrow his eyes at it. His hand drifts in accordance with the waves of drunkenness. "But I guess all things considered it could be more malevolent."

'Malevolent' is one of those words that requires precise pronounciation, so maybe it wasn't the best choice Daniel could've made just now.