I'm somehow in London-not-London, a different variation of dream London, when I run into N*** & N****, I didn't know they were back here, living in Kensington, and I go back to their place for a drink...leaving, I'm off to do something ... (???), night-time and I'm trying to find my way back, I have to grab my car and continue upon my travels, I can recognize the neighborhood-ish, but everything isn't where it should be...I ask an old lady for directions, a large man, taller than the crowd and stooped at the shoulders bumps into her rudely, she merely greets him with a "Hi Tom..." and confides in me "Everyone around here knows him..."...she directs me, I'm merely a couple of blocks from finding my way...
...And walking I bump into A***** from work, we're walking together and we see, in the middle of the road, flapping their wings, two pigeons, flying, hovering in mid-air, each is dressed in a patterned peach colored vest and driver's cap, the one on top is trying to mount or undress the one beneath and I'm amazed, I point it out to A***** and he just dismisses it, "They're Prietes" he says, and hurries along....me, I'm trying to take a picture with my phone, the pigeons begin to fly away and scuffle, through my phone though, I see not pigeons but flying combating martial artists, an Asian woman and a man, and I'm taking pictures, taking pictures, A*****, whatever enchantment they're under isn't fooling the phone, A***** won't believe this when I show him, ...
...When she runs into me, the Asian girl, tall, beautiful, she's transformed from being a pigeon and we're both lying in a restaurant panting from where she flew into me, I see A***** getting a table with N*** and the restaurant, it's big, we get up to go and find them, she can explain everything later...