How I met David Bowie

I had a dream last night that John and I were at and airport (we had gone to Vegas for a vacation and there dolphins involved) and in came David Bowie in a flannel shirt, jeans, and a pair of blue crocs. He came over to me and asked me for a piece of paper. I then pulled out a joann's receipt and ripped it in half which I gave him and then asked him for his autograph on the other half. Strange.........