Tuesday, May 6, 1997
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[[Gav lies face down on a bar, asleep. He is dreaming: The Dream Bubble shows him talking to Tori Amos who is sitting on a gravestone]]
Tori Amos: So what does your deranged little mind have in store for us next, Gav?
[[Shea is waking Gav up]]
Shea: Hey babe! Wake up! Are you okay?
[[Shea and Gav in front of the bar, Jill behind it]]
Gav: Wha?! Who?!?
Shea: It's okay, Gav. You're at "Flake's." You must have passed out!
Gav: Geez, I had this bizarre dream with me and Tori Amos in a cemetary.
Shea: A Cemetary? But cemetaries have always been OUR thing, Sweetie!
Jill: Guys, I've already given you two warnings about coversations like this in front of me!
Gav: Sorry, Jill!