Propelled Into Oddness

(My fiancé and I have just completed our first premarital counseling session and are on the drive home. I didn’t sleep well the night before, so I’m not in a particularly talkative mood. It should also be noted that he’s driving my car and carrying the conversation. After a while, the car falls into an awkward silence for a few minutes, then…)

Fiancé: “Brrrr!” *making propeller noises with his mouth*

Me: *looks over at him, baffled*

Fiancé: “Your car has a propeller now.”

Me: “Uh… huh.”

Fiancé: “What? It was quiet in here!”