]I am now in what looks like a waiting room lobby full of people. As I stroll through, I spot an extremely beautiful blonde woman lounging in an arm chair. The room darkens save for a beam of light on the woman. She appears to be from the 40's era but looks strangely like an older version of a Disney star who's name escapes me at the moment. I stop dead in my tracks with my jaw on the floor. I timidly approach the woman having real anxiety and shyness. When I get close she looks up at me. I am barely able to speak at first but my words suddenly rush out at the end, "Um hey. Um so...do you have a gift for me?" I give a nervous smile.
She smiles and nods, "Mmmm Hmmm."
I suddenly lose my nervousness at the prospect of sex, "Oh do you?"
She just rolls her eyes and gets up moving to the other side of the room. There is very large purse or cloth bag on a chair. She reaches in then pauses, "Wait. Do you have a gift for me?"
Shit! I am at a loss and begin to act like the guys in the elevator. I pat my pockets finding nothing but suddenly remember that I can just summon something. For some reason I don't want to be a show-off so I use expectation to find a gift sitting in the room. I turn around and there is a couch with people on it. I walk to the end and expect to find the present sitting on the other side. I push past a woman in a chair and reach down hoping it will appear. My hands grasp on a small box and it materializes before my eyes. It's neatly wrapped in white paper with green and red ornaments on it. Yes!
As I walk the package back to the woman I think that I had better decide what the gift is. I don't want it to be something lame. Judging by the size, I decide it should be jewellery. She's now holding a medium sized box wrapped in red paper with green stripes. We quickly exchange gifts and I tear into mine right away. It's a white box with some writing on it that looks a lot like a board game. I squint to read the yellow writing: NATIONAL LAMPOONS AND BREAKFAST CLUB TRIVIA. I ask if this is a board game and she nods smiling. "Thanks!", I say.
She now unwraps her gift revealing a black felt box. (The type you would expect to have jewellery in) Then, she asks an odd question, "Where does it go?"
I am confused and not sure I understand, "What?"
She repeats herself more clearly now, "Where... does... it go?"
Still thinking she is being very odd, I think "necklace" and trace a line on her chest near her neck. I answer, "Right there."
She smiles and begins to open the box as I take the seat next to her. She pauses, "Is it Lavender Ruby?"
I picture a white gold necklace with purple gems. Wonder what the hell is wrong with this woman I answer, "Well, It's um purple. Amethyst, I think."
She lifts the lid only slightly and quickly closes it looking a little disappointed.
Guessing her thoughts, I ask, "You're going to return it aren't you?"
Without looking at me, she gives a slight nod.
I become annoyed and a little hurt at this, "Why are you being a bitch in my dream?"
Her only response is a playful pouty-lipped-look. I feel bad about calling her a bitch and hug her then we kiss. The kiss feels odd and I suddenly break away.