The Scene: bed
The Time: about 6:15AM (hey, keep in mind people, we go to bed late; our 6:15 is like most people’s 3:15, okay?)
Background: Ben’s a notorious sleep-talker–for real, he could nearly compete with this guy; also keep in mind, this whole conversation occurs while we’re both laying down with our eyes closed.
(Ben gets out of bed and returns a minute later)
K: (waking up) Did you just say something about mice?
K: Yes, you just said you heard mice in the kitchen.
B: No, honey, I went to the bathroom.
K: Okay, but I thought you said something about mice. …G’night.
B: You too.
K: U2? Why do you want to talk about them? We hate them.
B: I didn’t say U2.
K: Yeah you did. You just said U2 . . . . . although, you might have meant “you too” but it still doesn’t make any sense.
B: No, I didn’t. love you.
K: Yeah, you too.