I was with someone inside during a rain storm. As it was cold, she had decided to heat up a bottle of red wine so we could have something warm to drink. But when she heated it, the result was some kind of gross water concoction...there was still a red spot on it, but parts of it were getting very gummy.
me: "Where did you get this wine?"her: "I got it from Scylla's."
me: "Oh, that's a spell shop. You should have gotten it from Reliable Culture, it would have been the same price."
(Note: I was not aware I was dreaming at that point, I was just rattling this off and happened to remember the conversation when I awoke.)
