Lost in Patrick's house. It was massive in the dream, with an Olympic ice rink on top. Security asked me to leave. They wouldn't let anyone just walk up top and spectate the event. Multiple stairways and exits.
Lots of people wandering around the house. I'm apparently looking for the bathroom. The one in the basement was occupied, then 3 girls ask me for directions. I confidently tell them I know my way around, because I should, but I clearly don't at the moment.
9/3/14
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