"I am in New York. This is just - " He sits back on his heels, looks around, and shrugs. " - a dream about islands, apparently. Never seen 'em before." Most of these dreams don't seem to draw from anyone's experience in particular. As far as he knows, at least; if they are, god help the slapstick comedy person.

Beth tilts her head. "Four or five. Most of them have been nice! There was one with a lot of treehouses, I liked that best."