I'm staying at some sort of camp. It's morning, and I'm walking around toward a common area. I have to go through some scaffolding, which is difficult because my feet don't work very well(*1). I get to a tented area with some chairs and sit down, asking somebody to get me some of those tiny cokes(*2). They go behind some tent area and come back with several.

Then I'm in an area that appears like the back bathroom at my parents' house, talking to a girl. I think it's the end of the camp, and I'm trying to make a connection. But I'm interrupted by another girl, who comes up and asks me for my phone number because she has to leave right away. I say sure, find something to write on, and she turns out to be a guy, and he produces the lid from a can of clams and writes my number on it.

(*1) in real life I just got my cast off and though I can walk, not very well, especially on angled or irregular surfaces.

(*2) I didn't have enough cash for what I wanted at the store today, so instead of regular cans or bottles, I bought an 8-pack of these tiny 8oz or so cokes.