In my dream two girls go into a phone shop and the one with three yellow braids, who isn’t getting her phone fixed gives her phone to play some music. Then they leave and go back to their job behind their booth in the center case. The guy who is fixing phones is waving So I get their attention, and tell them telepathically that he’s trying to get her attention for her phone, but she denies that’s her phone. Finally her friend who did get her phone fixed convinces her and she says, well a phone is a phone I’ll take it and does a hand motion, a snap with the arm raised, wrist twist, with her tongue as, delicious, roll around lips open mouthed. And then I wake up.