I and Alice was walking through the Cathedral Park in Linkoping, and she was saying mean things to everyone we passed. After a while, a short man stopped us and threatened me with a butterfly knife, because my company humiliated his friends. I was pointing my umbrella at him as a sword, and wondered how the hell I got into this fight. Meanwhile, Alice was just standing there, happy as god-knows-what, cheering at me.
Then I woke up.