XX: It’s like those funny dreams when you’re having a conversation in fluent Japanese, or something else you have no idea how to do in real life…play the violin or do backflips.
XY: LOL, I know
XX: I had a dream once that I swiped the cufflinks off your sleeves without you being aware of it…
XY: Now that would be something. Tell me that dream…
XX: It was in the office and we were standing by your admin’s desk having a discussion about…I guess magicians or rather the art of “sleight-of-hand”. You were adamant that there was no way someone could have their shoelaces swiped without knowing it, the whole thing was a scam, audience plants, blah blah. K said oh you’re such a cynic and you said I just have my feet in reality. You went back in your office and I raised my eyebrows at K and nonchalantly held out my hand to show her your cufflinks…which I’d swiped without you knowing it.
XY: LOL, nice!!
XX: I don’t know how I took them, don’t ask me, it was just one of those perfect “I wish” moments that can only happen in a dream.
XY: Did I notice they were gone?
XX: I sauntered into your office and ahem-ed. You swiveled around in your chair like yes? and I just laid the cufflinks down on the desk and walked out again. Like does it get any better than that?
XY: Wow. Did you really dream this?
XX: No, I just made it up now.
XY: …I never know what to make of you.
XX: I know.
XY: Now I’m going to think about you every time I put my cufflinks in.
XX: Exactly. Aren’t I clever?