The earliest event in this dream that I can remember had some kind of dirty guy chasing after my brother, my sister, and myself trying to get some kind of flying machine we had. It eventually turned into some kind of bar with an curved s-shaped bar. idolatrare and I were there, along with Valerie and a bunch of other people I know. As the night wore on, Miranda and Michelle and a group of their friends came in, who seemed to know the people behind the bar. Al is there, and everyone is chit-chatting, drinking, and having a good time. Miranda sees me and waves hello. I noticed that a lot of women were going to the ladies room, but few people were coming out. One by one, most of the women in the bar I knew had gone to the bathroom, except now people were opening the ladies’ room door and then going into the mens room, apparently, the ladies’ room was full, wall to wall. idolatrare and Valerie and a few other women ended up in the mens room instead. I was waiting for idolatrare to come back, and after what seemed like a long while to be in the bathroom, I had to go, so I go over to the mens room. All the stalls are taken by women, there are a few women in one of the larger handicap stalls, and they are all going through mailorder catalogs, like Victoria’s Secret, camping supply, and newspaper ad inserts. I take up position at a urinal, and I proceed to relieve myself. It’s taking a hell of a long time, and the women appear to finish up with their catalog comparing and start to exit the bathroom. I say hello to Michelle as she’s leaving and she turns to me and says “You think I’d leave without saying hello to you?” and Valerie walks up and says something like “Of course she would”, and I tell Valerie to shut up, and I go back out into the bar. It’s slightly changed, being more open, with some bookstore style book shelves a little bit away from the bar. Katie comes out and says “Is that Mellisa Barnes?” pointing at some older woman dressed in a gingham ankle length dress and an apron. “Who?” I ask, and she says “Mellisa Barnes, of Barnes and Noble” and she walks over toward her. Suddenly, it is much later, and I can’t find idolatrare anywhere, nor can I find my wallet. The bar has more people in it than it had before. I start to get kind of panicy because I can’t find my coat and my wallet isn’t in my pocket. Behind a guy in a chair similar to the kind StarBucks has, I find my coat, and idolatrare’s, and my wallet is in the pocket. So I set out to find idoltrare, and wander toward the bookshelves, and see that there is an art display up on three walls. It is snowing in this area, and snow drifts have piled up in front of the art work. I find idolatrare asleep in a snow drift on the fall wall. She said she felt tired and decided to take a nap right there. When she stands up, she is wearing a full length white fur coat, with a bright red fur elbow length collar.