Last night I dreamt that I had accosted Sarah Loverock in the basement of Smitty's Oyster Bar in Lower G.
She thought I was going to yell at her for getting my order wrong, but I instead asked to see her tattoos, and then asked if she'd sing a freestyle acapella ballad with me.
She was totally into it!
I'm stoked. Thinking I might have to visit the restaurant and see if I can hear her pretty voice live someday.