Dorian fell asleep while we were watching Into the Woods. At the intermission, I fidgeted around on the couch, and he responded with:
"...I'm sorry...I'm sorry! Croak...croak...croak..."
According to Dorian, "those were not frog noises, they were attempts to speak." Regardless of what they were supposed to be, I'm writing down what I heard. And he definitely croaked like a frog.