Joyce had her first encounter with me sleep-talking last night. This is how the conversation went.

Joyce walking into the bedroom. I’m already sleeping. Apparently, I turn over to her, still asleep and say:

S: “Oh no!”
J: thinking I’m awake, “What Sam?”
S: “There’s icing inside the cockpit!”
J: “What?”
S: “There’s icing inside the cockpit!”
J: “What?”
S: “There’s icing inside the cockpit!”
J: realizing I am asleep. “Oh, are we in a plane?”
S: “Yeah”
J: “Oh where are we going?”
S: “…I don’t know…”
J: “So, what are you going to do about it?”
S: “About what?”
J: “The icing.”
S: “Oh,” pause for thought, “I’ll lick it.” then I turned over to face the other side.