"Shh Leena" Claudia scolded from in front of the tall brunette. Leena rolled her eyes but took care with each new step. "Claudia?!" Leena whispered frantically. "I don't think this is a good idea."
"God Leena, you can't back out now!" Claudia whispered harshly back. She pulled the sleeping cap from her back pocket and raised it to a sleeping Artie. "Claudia?" Leena whined, "Do we really want to know what Artie dreams about?"
"Uh. Duh." Claudia replied a mischievous glint in her eyes as she leaned over Artie. "He looks so different without glasses." Claudia giggled, "much less of a grumpy pants, when he sleeps." Leena placed a hand on the ragged fading blue old sleeping cap as they slipped it over what Claudia affectionately called the 'Artie fro.'
Within a blink of an eye they were in a glorious ball room full of dancing figures. A high ceiling decorated with pearl chandeliers lit the great room. Claudia looked around and found herself in a floor length purple ball gown. "What the hell?" Claudia said turning to Leena, who was donned in a chocolatey-mocha brown fitted floor length gown. Claudia whistled, "Well then, Leena,"
"What?" Leena said and then she looked down to what it was that she was wearing. "Oh, You look great too Claudia." Leena looked around obviously distracted. Claudia turned watching Leena's eyes dart around the room watching each pair of dancers swoop across the room. They found a younger looking Artie bow to a young woman and then pull her into a graceful waltz.
"Leena?" Claudia called "are they speaking Russian?" Leena stopped to hear the voices of a couple arguing over their dinner. " yeah." She said slowly, "But look!" she said pointing to where the young Artie was with an equally young Vanessa in his arms. "awww." Leena and Claudia chorused before pulling themselves out of Artie's dream.
"So that's how it works." Claudia said. "Huh." She clucked her tongue. "That's what Artie dreams about?!" Leena said smiling broadly "Claudia, I think he loves her."
"Shh… we should go see Pete's dream next."
"no… no… bad idea." Leena murmured. "What about Myka?"