I was gathering ingredients for a recipe to make cookies. The last two ingredients were were strange but somehow important to this recipe. One was geriatric undergarments and stockings were recommended. The other was used condoms. I got a couple of bio-tox bags and I decided to search for the condoms. A woman asked me, "Couldn't you find used condoms for sale?". I replied "Now who would sell a used condom?"

And the tail end of the dream, another man showed up. "Leave it alone", he called out. He was looking at a name on the computer screen, "Richard Sala".

"We'll get him instead", said the man.