classic car, deformed lady, birds at the starbucks

dream from this morning:

i'm in a classic 1950's car and it's in pristine condition. everyone tells me it's a bad idea to use this for doing repo work but i don't listen. i'm cruising around the neighborhood. someone is standing on a freshly cut lawn. i turn towards the house on what i think is a driveway but it's actually a sidewalk. my classic car doesn't fit. my left fender is knocking bricks off a retaining wall as my right mangles some bushes. somehow i'm not concerned.

now i'm in the upper part of some building. there are a lot of people coming and going up and down the stairs. i see what looks like a person but severely deformed. it's a woman who has no real arms or legs. she's lumping down the stairs and it looks painful. people are stepping over her and ignoring her. i rush over and pick her up in my arms. we make small talk as i carry her to where she is going. she is thankful.

i am driving again. i pull my car into a starbucks parking lot. it's packed. i walk in and get in a long line. there is a small dark wooden cabinet next to the line of people. i hear birds screaming and squawking. i look down and there are two quaker parrots and what looks like a cross between a cockatoo and a raven, but it's all white with a black beak. i lean down and look into the cages. i see the cage has multiple sections. on the far left there is a cockatiel. i stand back up and am wondering why they have birds tucked away in the starbucks. suddenly i have a stinging pain in my hand. one of the quaker parrots is biting me. i lean down again and talk to them. the bird turns away from me and squeezes out an egg after a couple tries. it's covered in blood.

a guy points to the gas station sign across the street. he asks me if that is the normal price of gas. i look over. the sign says Conoco or something and $3400 for a gallon of gas. i tell him the price is high, but not that high. must have been some kids playing a prank.

eventually i am talking to a host at a tiki bar. i'm trying to reserve it for a private party. the guy is rolling his eyes at everything i say. i am not cool, i get it.

later chris coy shows up and i give him back two sets of keys.

that's all i could remember.

the end?