FryingMan

+ My good friend MR broke up with his hot Italian girlfriend (fake memory), who ran an apartment complex, and had a circular lounge with chairs arranged in a circle outside the rooms, I think of pulling her up from a chair and hugging/kissing her

+ I'm walking down the street with grass clippings (like blown from a power mower) all over my clothing (I can also see my back!), I brush it off, a man offers to help brush them off of me

+ I'm assembling my instrument, I'm talking with others who play the same instrument, we compare the funny parts of our instruments, mine has a part that is partially made from a plastic straw

+ I'm arriving to childhood home (didn't recognize it in the dream) into the back porch, and a very short many is leading away a woman (my customer?) from the house giving her a sales pitch ("... <something> 3500 <something>..."), he's looking at me knowing he's stealing a customer of mine

+ In a rich house, people are eating, I see a tray of food with a transparent cover, at first I think it's dessert, then I lift the cover and see odd little pizzas, and a few strands of spaghetti

+ (in same party?) there's a woman with a fox-like face, we (almost?) connect...