I was having a meeting in the coffee shop this morning when this man walked in, who looked like Gary, Rochelle's dad. I stared at him while he was walking across the room and then said "Are you Gary?"
He said "Yes, how are you?"
I said "Why are you here?"
He said "I am going through the town"
I said "Are you gonna stop by to see your daughter?"
He said "No" then he added "Well, maybe, on the way back".
You don't see your roommates dad walking in the coffee shop that often.
You also don't have conversations with Jude Law in your dreams that often.
I had both of those things happen to me today.