Real estate, a motorcyle chase and a party

I was with a friend who was looking for houses in San Antonio and we were in this cute one bedroom that had an upstairs loft, it was very spacious, it had a great backyard. I fell in love with the house and wanted to buy it, especially since the price had dropped from $249,000 to $205,000 but the only thing stopping me was that it was in San Antonio and I didn't know how long I would be staying in town so I didn't want to have anything tying me down. The dividers between each room downstairs - the foyer, living room, dining room - were folding doors like a Japanese dressing screens, but there was no pattern on them, they were solid navy blue. There was a hill in the backyard and I saw it from a movie camera angle; it was beautiful and I'd invited all of my friends to check it out so I could see them mingling.

I was chasing Nic through a city on foot and he was on his motorcycle except it was neon blue, not orange like it is in real life. He didn't know I was following him so he wasn't driving very fast; I had to stay out of sight because I knew if he saw me following him he'd speed away and I'd lose him. Finally I tracked him to this older concrete building with a spiral staircase up to a bell tower. It wasn't very tall. I saw his motorcycle parked outside so I went up the stairs quietly. As I rounded the last turn before reaching the bell tower at the top, I saw Nic laying on his back with his head down, looking like he was asleep. He heard my footsteps and his eyes popped open. When he realized it was me, he scrambled to his feet and ran upstairs in a panic, only to realize that there was nowhere else to go because he was at the top. He turned to me and demanded to know why I'd followed him. I asked him, "Isn't it obvious?"

I was with Amy, my brother and a girl that he brought in line at an event that was kind of like Wurstfest. There was a long line to get into the event and then the line split off to the right if you wanted to get a wristband to drink beer. As we approached the beer line, I debated getting a wristband even though we weren't going to be staying very long. I jumped into the beer line and Amy followed as my brother and the rest of our group moved forward. We waited in the beer line for a few minutes then decided that we didn't want to drink after all, so we went around the main line on the left side and rejoined our group just as they were getting to the front; there was a handrail blocking the very front of the line and we ducked back into line just before the handrail blocked us off. The guy behind us let us in because he remembered us from earlier and then we wound up hanging out with him and his friends for a while. There were four of us and three of them; we went to a diner-like restaurant only it was in a mini mall so it was set-up like a regular restaurant. We put in our order and shortly thereafter our food arrived - my brother ordered the sampler platter to share w/his date, and Amy and I had ordered the same thing. One of our new friends had the bacon cheese burger and the other had a rib platter. The third friend had disappeared. A different waitress came over a few minutes later with some country gravy and I told her that I hadn't ordered any but to check with my brother - I pointed across the table - because he may have. She told me she'd been sent over so she had to put the gravy on someone's plate, and she poured it on the rest of our food. I was pissed, needless to say, and Amy and I ate around the food w/gravy on it.

The diner turned into a dance party and we were all having a great time. I was ready to leave with another friend of mine (can't remember who) who had shown up later but he was too drunk to drive and I hadn't been drinking, so I offered to get him home safely. I needed to get back to my place - just up the street - after, though, so I asked Amy to follow us in her car. She was hesitant because she wasn't ready to leave yet but I convinced her that it was ok to leave, the party was dying down anyway, and my friend lived in Amy's house in real life so it was just up the hill to get to our house which I guess Amy and I shared in the dream. She finally agreed so I took off w/my guy friend and got him into his house safely. I waited for Amy but she was taking a while so I started to walk up the hill to our house when she pulled up next to me and drove the rest of the way. I got to my room and there was a pair of faded royal blue boots sticking out from under the head of my bed. Also, on the wall, I saw a cell of Scar from the Lion King walking. I guess I was a little more drunk than I'd thought because the lights faded out around everything but the cell and it looked like Scar was walking towards me.