I had a dream Joe asked me to find and old book in Russian about some bishop, and I stayed late at the library to find it for her.
Then Robert Downey Jr showed up, and he was this second generation Russian immigrant (we all spoke English in this dream, and I think we were supposed to be American) and he was insane. He saw me with the book, and he told me it was about my grandmother. We went on a walk in what looked like Tuscany, but it was actually Los Angeles. The grandmother in the book was his grandmother too, and I was either his daughter, or his grandmothers grand-daughter, and he had been adopted into the family. He told me all kinds of things and the more I listened, the more sure I became that I was being kidnapped and not just taken for a walk, and that Robert Downey Jr may be my father but that he was also part of the Russian mob. He explained that he worked as a doctor on a ferry boat.
We were at a gas station and I wanted to buy water, but there was only half a bottle in the fridge. Robert Downey Jr knew this was a sign that we were being watched by this other Russian mob family, and that they were out to get me and my book, and he called for backup.
Then we went to this snazzy party at a snazzy mansion(by now I was sixteen, and according to the logic of dreams, I really was the long lost daughter he thought I was) that had statues of all our family members. I knew them all by heart, and he told me "just because you know A history, doesn't mean you know MINE". The thugs that followed him around tried to straighten his tie, and he kept saying "no, no, it's okay. I'm a ferry doctor".
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