On waking up this morning he'd mostly remembered he was supposed to do something with his phone and that he'd met someone nice. Unsure if it had been a shared dream or not (and not remembering Bee's phone number), Aglet had resigned himself to not knowing and gone about his usual business.

And now, here she is! Bashful in the face of a 'new' bean in the flesh, Aglet lingers by the edge of his privacy screen, not quite coming all the way out. "I don't remember much," he admits. "Mostly that it was a pretty bad dream until the part where I met you."