I even dream of caffeine

Nocturnal brain activity upon falling asleep after taking 4 Vanilla Flavoured Tylenols PM and watching Several Episodes of NCIS while waiting for House to Download:

I'm in a waiting room/interrogation room/debriefing room after having just accomplished something marvelous, like capturing a serial killer. Greg House comes in, hands me a Caf-Pow! and kisses me on the head. "Good job," House says. I sip my Caf-Pow. "Is that what you wanted?" House asks, and I lean in to his chest and he wraps his arms around me.

"No, this is what I wanted," I say to House, and proceed to slide my hands up under his shirt.