I'm walking on the street in an unfamiliar suburban neighborhood - a nice neighborhood, with modern two-story houses. There are other people out on the street, as if milling about for some occasion, or to see something outside.

My friend Ty happens by, walking in the opposite direction, and as we greet each other he says something about watching a girl across the street, that this is the first night she hasn't done some particular thing with her fingers. It's sort of a rude sexual-harassy thing to say, whatever it is, and I let it go, but I feel like I have some responsibility to say something to him about it later.