I meet George Clooney at a party - he is very sweet and kind, and is interested in everything I say.
I hit the snooze button.
George seeks me out at the party, he's seen me in a play, and thought I was so good. It's a great, witty conversation, but I can tell we're going to be great friends, nothing more. Still, this makes me very, very happy.
I hit the snooze again.
Everyone at the party gets on a train, including George. I wonder how we're going to get home, but I'm enjoying my conversation with George. Then I tell him about my husband. I really want to introduce them - I think they'd be great friends too.
The alarm doesn't even have to go off. I get up, and laugh at myself.