I meet up with Aaron at some sort of shopping mall. A few people stare. One petite Vietnamese girl in particular. She's sitting at a long table selling something and I feel like she's friends with the blonde. I start to leave, but Aaron's talking to her. I miss most of the conversation, but I hear him say "I just lost my job, so..." to which she replies "good". Good? I want to let it go and leave, but I guess I can't. I find myself standing over her, not quite yelling, but loudly berating her. She's an awful person who has no right saying that to anybody - least of all a customer. I go on for... longer than I probably need to. I don't know if it affected her, but at least I said my piece.
Now it's night and I'm going to some party at a warehouse. People outside (in cars and on foot) are cheering me. Is it because I slept with that guy? Why do I think it is? Inside Sandy finds me. She's excited about some cupcakes she made and drags me upstairs. This area (the stairs and hall at the top) seem familiar. Like the theater dream. There are three platters of cupcakes. She tries to give me one and drops it. Then she knocks a whole platter. I don't laugh. I reach to grab one myself, but I have a compass in my hand. I don't think it's odd to have it, but I'm concerned because the directions seem off.