Barbie poses for you while you describe your dreams...
"First, I dreamed that you were a cheerleader again, and you asked me to ask you to the prom..."
"Wait," she says, "so I was taking charge even then?"
"Yes," you say, "you... you were so... so beautiful and I was so horny, I could barely... barely get the words out!"
Barbie smiles at you sweetly, and you forget where you were in your story.