I'm hanging out with this huge group of people. I'm not sure what the whole thing was all about, but currently there were two or three groups that had organized to play a game. This game focused on teamwork, so instead of the groups competing against each other, they'd play by themselves, against the game's own enemies and obstacles. I was apparently the only guy in a group of women. Mostly, the girls were really cute and nice, and for some reason kinda quiet, too. The thing about this game was that, if we finished it, there would be a reward in real life as well, so we were all looking forward to beating it, and taking the whole thing really seriously.

I'm not 100% sure how it worked, as parts of it are vague now, but I remember "entering" it. I was exploring some places as myself, with some of the girls coming along. I remember briefly being in this huge red cubic room with this cute girl from my group. She had a goth sense of fashion, but was really small, slim and spoke with a quiet calm tone, which made her look like some kind of doll (in a cute, non-creepy way, that is). Eventually, one of the other groups came by, and I went back to "reality". It turns out that was a tabletop game, and we'd somehow get in and out of it as we played on the table. The group was comprised of men only, including some guys from work, including T. They were teasing us about how they had already finished the game. Now we kept getting in a off the game, which had turned into a side-scrolling spaceship shooter.

It was kinda hard, but we had several spells we could use. The guys kept teasing us and meddling and giving us stupid advice. I was pissed off that they had "won", but they eventually left. Only then I realized they were possibly just messing with us, since there was no way we could tell if they won or not. Possibly they lost, considering the short time they took playing it. Hmm. I believe we lost some time after this, but it's hard to tell. Whatever happened, we left some time after this.

I was now at this party, or something similar. I believe it wasn't really a party, as it turns out its a house where a bunch of people lived and were currently hanging out. I meet this guy, who is in his forties and had kids. He was a little weird, but nice enough, so we were chatting as we walked into the house. He mentioned he had a bottle of Pepsi on the fridge, and that we could share it. I spoke out loud "Yay, Pepsi!" and some kids heard me and headed upstairs for the fridge to get it. The man eyed me angrily - now he would have to share it with everyone. I thought he was overreacting to the whole thing, so we both went upstairs and notice as people got bottles of soda out of the fridge, as well as his Pepsi bottle. He eyed me angrily again, and we realized we forgot to grab glasses. We head downstairs.

There, he opens up a cupboard, grabs two glasses and fills them with different sodas. I ask him to grab glasses for me as well, but he stares at me and simply says "No." then goes on to the other side of the kitchen to do something else. I roll my eyes and open the cupboard as he leaves. At first, there didn't seem to be any glasses left, but I found them in the back of it. I grab them, and for good measure I put his two cups inside the cupboard and close it. I then go upstairs. People are drinking soda and I notice a nervous-looking kid around 10-12 years old with a large glass filled with ice and something else. There was a funnel on top of his glass and he was leaning with it over a sink. Someone else was helping him mix several drinks (apparently, there was a right balance to the mix, hence his nervousness). I look at it and it looks like mixed paints, blue and green, kinda gross.

I look over, searching for the soda bottles, and realize that the guy was right - there was almost no Pepsi left. I feel bad - after all, he wasn't overreacting as I thought. The guy shows up, still scowling, and I apologize and say I was going to pay him another bottle. He mumbles an "Ok" and I turn around to grab some food. There were some sweets and bread on a table. A girl shows up, and she looks like brasilian actress Sheron Menezes (http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i8TQ7ZMVVHg/S267RJS_ciI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/87qkyhfi5I...) - or possibly, it was her, as I know she's famous. She recognizes me and comes over to talk. I had a vague memory of seeing her before (FM), though I didn't even remember her name. She greets me and asks me about the food. I tell her it's alright, despite the fact that it was partially falling apart. She laughs and says at least it was better than [some past event we both knew]. We laugh, and I feel good to have the attention of such a nice, beautiful woman.