I'm in something that looks like a multi-level car park, where I'm in the bottom under a roof, and along one side appears to be a drive-thru. There's a car there that looks like a more modern, smaller version of my truck, and the girl driving it seems to be having some sort of trouble.

I go over to her and say something to the effect of yeah, I have the same but an older version, and I know something about this problem she is having. She is short and round and homely, but seems friendly and bright. She is appreciative of the help, and somehow resolves the situation and I walk away.

Then I think I should have asked her for her number, while we were talking. I don't need a date, I was thinking to myself, I have a girlfriend. But I should have got her number for my friend Ty who could use a girl like that.