It started off with me and a bunch of friends eating dinner up on the top floor of this huge house. There was a couple sitting next to us and for some reason I got into an argument with this woman. The situation ended with her leaving the house after making all these threats against me, and I knew she was serious. I ended up going down a few floors and monitoring the street from a window because I was convinced she was going to return with a gun and shoot me.

Moments later I saw her pull up in front of the house and what I had expected to be a gun in her hand turned out to be a Molotov cocktail, which she threw with perfect precision into the window of the second floor. Somehow this house had turned into a performance center and the next thing I recall is being naked in the hallway and I was scrambling to find some sorts of clothing in the coat closets.

Eventually I found myself in the foyer with Kasia and friends and as I went around hugging and kissing everyone, her friend Kesha cautiously hugged me and laughingly quipped "Don't even THINK of biting my nipples again!"

Ahhh...the confusing joys of unconsciousness!