I said, "Last night I dreamed of living in the lower level of a duplex." She said, "Surely it was a nightmare knowing the space where you lived when I first met you." I said, "Though my stay ended so lovely. You riding in on your beautiful stallion to save me." She laughed. "I remember calling out for you to let down your hair so I could pull you up." I laughed too and added, "And here I had just taken the clippers to my hair." She said, "And thus began our long tradition of making do with what the other has given to us."