I think I've read way too many Special Ops-type thrillers. I don't remember much, just that it appeared you and I were on some kind of adventure. We had escaped from somewhere and we were like sailing back to Sweden. (Or did we fly? I don't remember.) Then we got back to your house and, I think we were trying to figure out how to get me back to the States. And then your grandma was going off on some tangent about how evil I was or something like that. I was saying "just take me to the American Embassy" and you were like "I'll just call your parents" and your grandma was still like chewing my ass and I couldn't figure out why she was mad at me. Then I woke up.