Dream

Chicken fingers? Really? Yes, that’s what I said. You’re sure? I’m sure. How did they get in your wallet? I’m not sure. It was a dream. Look, you don’t have to believe me, I’m just telling you what I saw. Do you think maybe that means something? I don’t know. Maybe. Well what did the dwarf say? Maybe that would help? He didn’t say much. Only that I owed him. That’s why I took out my wallet in the first place. To show him you couldn’t pay him? Exactly. And they were frozen, you said? Yes. Hmm.

What would possess you to eat frozen chicken fingers? I think I was just being greedy. I didn’t want the dwarf to have them. Seems like an odd sort of greed. I couldn’t agree with you more. But you had cash on you, too, right? Six dollars. He didn’t want the money? I’m not sure. I was mostly concerned about the chicken fingers. How could they possibly have fit in your wallet? Seems too thick. I’m not sure. I didn’t know they were there until I opened it. That’s strange. Quite.

Can you tell me some more about this pants thing? I wasn’t wearing any. The dwarf told me so. Do you think maybe he took them? Took them? You know, as punishment. Because you ate the chicken fingers you owed him. I suppose that’s possible. It’s probably what happened. He seems like the type. But he had a beard! Was it full? Yes. Hmm.