For the record it's been half an hour since I woke up from the dream. With the show and the floor and the game. And that girl who just does not shut up. I'm so resentful that she's taking up dream space now, and that too this particular one. And not saying anything distinct. Not concentrating on the game. And the ease. The ridiculous ease which probably can't be faked. 'Master of sceptre'.
It's been the longest time since I dreamt about this.