Avalon Dexter said: "Hullo."
"This is me," he said.
"How nice for you." Her voice was sleepy, but the warm laughter was still there. "This is me, too,"
"I dreamed about you," he said.
"What happened?"
"I woke up."
"Why don't you go back to sleep?"
"I wish I could."
"So do I. I dreamed about you, too."
"No," he said. "We were both dreaming."