Had a dream Sam & Leigh were getting married

This was an odd one. I wasn't even thinking of Look Outside last night and haven't played in weeks. I had a dream dream Leigh and Sam were sitting at their dinner table discussing her ex. "Yeah, what a dick," I was surprised to hear Sam audibly say. I was just an observer but saw Sam's apartment room. Sam kind of had a deeper, laid back guy's voice, looked like he was sort of sleepy like the look he has in the mirror most of the time, wearing baggy warmup pants and a loose fitting sweater. Leigh sounded younger than Sam with a sort of mischievous raspy voice. "He was always promising me things and never listened."

"Yeah," Sam replied. "Well, that's all behind us now." He then reached and held her hand. "Today is our big day."

The scene switched and they were outside in the city of Montreal, and a big sign said "Cursed Tailor" in blue cursive. "This is the place," Sam said. "He was one of the first people to open a business for cursed."

Leigh stretched her grin even wider. "Come on let's go inside!!" Sam ran behind her, "hey, wait up!"

Inside was a cursed that is hard to describe, I'd have to draw it. It was a man in a black business suit with a giant pair of scissors for a head and eyes where the finger handles would be. He had a metal comb for a mustache. He'd talk normally but you couldn't tell where his mouth is. His arms were normal but other smaller arms with sewing needle threads and a yarn wheel attached to his back supplied the yarn.

"Yes yes come in, I'm so excited you'll be my first wedding couple I'll be doing! We'll make history!"

Leigh insisted she get married in her Grinning Beast form. She started transforming and Sam sighed, worried about how much money this was going to cost. The Cursed Tailor said not to worry about it He'd "work something out" and was mainly doing it so he could beat his competition businesses to being the world's first Cursed Tailor to do a wedded couple.

Leigh was describing herself and as we only see her front side of her form in game she was saying on her back and sides under her hair that every 18 to 24 inches was a small arm or leg she wanted a sleeve for. The Tailor was getting on a stepstool ladder measuring different parts of her body. He seemed confident in his ability but you could hear a hint of distress in his voice, "this is going to be a challenge. But I'm up for it." "You'd BETTER be! Don't you screw this up!" Leigh threatened. "Wouldn't dream of it, dear.." he said as he kept tape measuring her dimensions.

I woke up before the dream finished but man what a hell of a thing to wake up from.