Lamont: Good morning.
Margo: Good morning. Oh god, I dreamed.
Lamont: So did I. What did you dream?
Margo: I was lying naked on the beach in the south seas and the tide was coming up over my toes. The sun was beating down. My skin was hot and cool at the same time. It was wonderful. What was yours?
Lamont: I dreamed I tore all the skin off my face and was somebody else underneath.
Margo: You have problems.
Lamont: I'm aware of that.