I'm wandering around in downtown Newberg. I'm supposed to meet somebody to see a movie. I finish my other business an hour early, and I'm thinking I'll skip the movie appointment, but I happen by the theater and run into Angie G., who is expecting to meet me and the group there. I feel sort of trapped into staying, but apparently Michelle is supposed to be there, and I'd like to see her. We discuss what movie to see, which is apparently undecided.

For some reason I come in a few minutes after the movie has started. I want to sit by Michelle but somebody tells me that she has already left - apparently she found the movie intolerably bad. On the screen now are about 8 naked people, men and women, sitting in a row on a bench and laughing.

I go out looking for Michelle, and find her outside the theater, making phone calls and holding some paperwork. She has a small cast on one ankle, and I comment that I am accustomed to avoiding sore feet because of my experience with Dave's injuries. She is holding some medical forms for her boyfriend Shane.

The group has rejoined us, and the only one I recognize is Terri, who doesn't seem to remember me. I tell her, I didn't really know her in high school, but we met in a bar a few years back (true story), and everyone was drunk except me (not exactly). She still seems not to remember.