Even though he thought that they were nothing but figments in his imagination, they all seemed to have their own sort of problems, figuring that they didn't belong here, like they came from other places or other worlds. But for Alfonzo, as of now, it didn't matter to him. [i]“Well…….tell you guys what. You can all keep discussing whatever you are discussing, I’m going this way over to these paintings. Won’t be long before I wake up, so I want to enjoy what time I have left in this dream, before I have to go back to work.”[/i]

Alfonzo made the attempt to excuse himself from the conversation, and began to walk back towards the artwork on the walls. He stopped for a minute, and turned around back to the group to ask a question. [i]“Would anyone care to join?”[/i]