I arrive naked into the hallway of a mall, like Washington Square. I seem to be up on a second story, in that I'm looking down on the people walking the mall floor. In the center of the aisle is a seating island, where Vera is sitting, talking with a small group of people. She looks up and sees me, and I give her a point and a look like "see, this is what I'm talking about" (*) and then sit down to put on some underwear I somehow have on hand. But I have trouble getting it on, for some reason it's getting tangled with my feet and I can't straighten it out.

Turns out I'm wearing my bathrobe too, but it's just hanging open. I think this was dumb, I could get in trouble, and there are kids around. I should have just closed my bathrobe before I came in.

(* We were just talking at dinner that evening about my occasional dreams of walking around naked and it's usually like "oh, yeah, I just forgot my clothes", but I don't have time to go home and get dressed, so I just walk around school or work or whatever like that)