Beautiful Picked Notes

I'll only outline tonight's dream as it's quite heavily fragmented and I don't have a lot of time right now. Let's put down before all this that I got pretty blasted last night...

The dream starts on a city street, close to the scene of a traffic accident. To one side of the road, there's the huge parking lot of a huge, and I mean huge shopping mall. I meet up with a girl I don't recall knowing. On the way to the accident scene, a fire truck delibaratley runs an ambulance off the road.
On our way to the mall, the girl and I get fired at with a teargas grenade that doesn't ignite. The girl is very... easy to hassle and talks ear-piercingly loud. She also seems to have an affection for swearing like a sailor.
We find that an old lady working at the hairdresser fired the grenade to "defend herself". Inside the mall, I want to buy groceries, but the grocery store was rearranged and I can't find shit, so we leave again. Big gap in memory here.
Next thing, I'm in a group that kind of reminds me of "All in the family", moving through an area that looks like a messy area of a big city. There's a lot of traffic accidents we come by, but thinking about it that might have always been the same accident scene. At some point, a couple of police officers acompany our trip. We all make our way into some building, this is where memory completely fails me.
The trip through the city was much more detailed, but sadly I can't recall much.