"I had a dream about lesbians, vampires, the Verriers and kissing Damien McCormick" says I from the warmth of the bed.
"Was Damien McCormick a vampire?" he asks, drying himself after his shower.
"No, he's a Catholic" I reply.
"Were the lesbians vampires?" he asks hopefully.
"No. Oh, and there were lots of children in my dream" says I.
"Did they come after you kissed Damien McCormick?" there's a smile in his voice now.
"Well, he is Catholic..." I mutter.