Had a dream last night in which Goodwin was suing his local GP for something. While he was there complaining, the pharmacy was turned into a seafood restaurant. Diners soon came and one man proposed to his wife. However, the second she said yes the lights went out. Goodwin’s phone was the only source of light. I asked the waitress if I could order a Hulk decoration and when she said no I started throwing dog treats out of the window.