First off, do you know about a place called the AUC? Or a lady who calls herself Fiona?

[God, he can't hold it back any longer. He has to say.]

...I think I dreamed about you. N-not in a weird way! I-I mean, yeah, it'd be weird no matter what, b-but not like that. You were in a box and then we broke out and then we were on a train.