I'm with a girl, perhaps Misha, at something like a theme park. She swings when she walks ahead of me, and I put my hands on her waist, with a big crush on her.

It seems we're shopping, wandering, looking for something to do. We go somewhere for lunch, a crowded, dark-wooded sort of bar. She meets someone she knows, greets them sits with them. I stay back, but signal to her to invite me over. I can't go over there unless invited. I wave at her ever more vigorously until finally she waves me over, and I sit with her and her friends.

She seems bored, but I'm telling her how much there is to do here, all these roller coasters and other rides to explore.