Lawton: Did you have your hand over my face last night in bed? I vaguely remember your hand over my mouth and you repeating something.
Dan: Yeah, I was saying, "Don't even think about it." I think I was dreaming that you were the dog and that he was misbehaving.
Lawton: What did I do?
Dan: You said, "Get your grubby little hand off of my face"