Dream
It appears I have some ongoing business relationship with Gabe & Tycho of Penny Arcade. I drive to their offices, which a)closely resembled my old firetrap of an apartment above a German deli, b)was located next to "The Oneirological Institute", and c)was in Bayport, where the fictional Hardy Boys live. It is late at night, and I am dropping by to pick up some boxes of their books to take to storage. While there, Gabe insists it was time for my 'cyberpunk lesson', and says to listen closely to Tycho, who will imitate the sound of a raven. Instead, Tycho then perfectly imitates the sound of a pricing gun.
That is all.
That is all.