My HHW dream last night:
A bunch of us were in this movie theater. The house lights were still up. The theater was a large one decked out in red, like the larger Plitt at Century City back in the day, or the Ziegfeld in Manhattan. We were all together in one reserved section in the "stadium" seating in the back half, but the theater at this point was still empty except for us. I was remarking that DR Jrand71 should be about to arrive, when I realized that he was, in fact, there. He was about five inches in height, so he was seated in this little sling of sorts. We were all getting into a nice chat when my tossing and turning from a lower back ache, and the need to visit the Necessary, woke me up. The End.
Oh -- the one other identifiable person was DR vixmom who, by the bye, I would say has been a little E&T in these parts.