Oh the silly.

Remy shakes Lacy's head. Wakka wakka wakka. "Your future is unclear." Shakes again. Wakka wakka wakka.
You say "No, she has a mirror over her bed. Wakes up. 'Is today a good day to die?' Presses play on her stereo's remote control. Bohemian Rhapsody comes on in the middle; she headbangs. When it's over, she looks in the mirror. Her eye says, 'Answer hazy. Ask again later.'"
Squall says "What's it say right after Ace punches her in the face? :D :D :D"
You say "It gets bubbles in it. Lacy SOBS and runs away."
Squall hmfs.
Kitty Pryde | Lacy vendettas against Ace. "...I will replace all her clothes with frilly pink dresses!!"
Squall | Ace SCREAMS!
Kitty Pryde | "Frilly pink PROM dresses! From the 80s!"
Squall | "Aiiiiiiieeeee!"
Kitty Pryde | "With sequins and..." Dramatic pause. "...RHINESTONES!"
Squall | "That's IT! This bitch is TOAST! ... Uh, Cloud. Gimme your coveralls. RIGHT NOW."

Dreams.

Before I forget.
1) Montclair-looking Chatham shops downtown in a city in India with Jubilee; hid from psychiatrist.

2) British car, American road, MU-Pete in passenger's side worriedly earnestly explaining something to me; was in the 1930s during prohibition, but modern car, Pete, modern clothes. Cleanshaven and serious, no suit jacket, no cigarette. Beige interior.