I'm just arriving at work, when I start to notice things are different. There's a clear difference on the corridor and entrance, which I don't give attention to (possibly just some dream inconsistency, not completely related to the facts in the dream itself). I'm surprised to see there's a lot of people hanging around here. I can see around 30 men and women scattered around working. I notice they seem to be designers and workmen, who seem to be working on some kind of makeover for the agency I work in. I'm a little surprised by all this, but still I walk in. They look at me with respect and awe, and I politely and shyly greet everyone as I walk in.

On the middle of the way in I see M. Z. talking to a group of men. I head over to her and, keeping my voice down, ask her what was up with all that. She seems surprised at me. "Don't you know? Since we're working on a new corporate image and all that, we're having a complete makeover on the place. I was talking to M. [our boss] in his office yesterday and we decided to do this, so I called everyone yesterday and they started today." I nod, still confused.