<blockquote><div><cite>Kruft wrote:</cite>He blinked. "You went from...what the hell were you dreaming about?," he asked, grinning. "First you were dreaming about me, then...that thing." He rubbed his eyes. "Morning! And yeah, you can move." He stretched out, standing up and grinning. "I think I need a shower too...and we can save time by having it together."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"Um... I'm not sure, I think it was something to do with the Titanic, and Nazis riding giant pterodactyls." She shrugged. "I get weird dreams when I get hungry. In case you forgot, we left without having any dinner, and we were so busy having fun, we didn't have anything to eat here either."<br/><br/>"What a great idea! Why didn't I think of that!" She grinned. "With lots of soap and vigourous towelling."<br/><br/>ooC: We can either skip straight back to Ptricia's, or if you have something specific in mind, we can do that.