I had a dream. I was walking towards a party, but to the right before you entered there was a desk. A man was sitting behind it. When we walked up to it, the man started to argue why we could not just go in there. We could see through the door that people were mingling and happy sounds came forth. My father had an argument against everything we threw at him. This went on and on. Then suddenly Bettan came by and without looking neither right nor left just went into the party.