All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day, I was outside, and I left by bus with some young people including Finn Wolfhard.
At some point our bus arrived at its destination, we got off the bus, and we got in line to wait.
As we waited Finn started speaking an unknown language, it sounded like an Eastern European language, and I assumed that maybe it was Czech or something like that.
I decided to start using some Esperanto to see if Finn or any of the other young people knew any Esperanto and to show off another language, but no one had any idea what I was saying because they did not know any Esperanto so I stopped using it.
The next thing that I remember is us looking at some slow cookers that were for sale, for some unknown reason we needed one, and we tested each one out by hitting the bottom of the pot to hear what sounds each pot made.
For some unknown reason we used the sounds that the bottoms of the pots made as a major factor in deciding on which slow cooker to buy, and at some point we bought one of the smallest slow cookers.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.