I just woke up from a dream in which I ordered a bottle of champagne at a really lovely restaurant. It was so sunshine-y and yummy that I had to find out what it was, but when I looked on the menu, I realized it was $320. With a very heavy heart, I had to call the waitress over and send it back.
What the hell does that mean? And why can't I even have good champagne IN MY DREAMS?
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