I’m Jimmy Fallon’s secretary, and screening his calls and visitors. In the hotel lobby, his personal assistant shows up with a green housecoat that she found at the Goodwill. She’s thrilled, because she knows it will be perfect for his skit. You see, the one he had for the skit got ruined somehow, and she had to find a replacement. It is hideous….short sleeves, big pockets….and the color of baby food peas. He loves it….puts it on, with rollers and a scarf…it’ll be perfect. Fast forward to the bridge between the hospitals where I used to work, where we make our trek to the studio through the massive crowd of fans chanting “Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy Fallon!”. (yes, he’s still in the housecoat) After walking for what seems like miles, we reach a door where the security guard lets Jimmy through. I, however have become stuck in the midst of the fans, until I finally break through and get to the door. “Hey, it’s me Jimmy’s secretary.” I tell the guard. “I gotta catch up to him, because I have all his notes etc.” Well, the guard lets me in and suddenly I’m in what looks like a shopping mall. He walks me down the mall a way, then points me down the hallway. At a point in the hallway, the mall breaks off into five different directions. I asked which way do I go, and he says “It’s easy little lady. You simply go to the picture of John Wayne, then take that immediate right and you will be at the studio.” I found no picture of John Wayne, but did find myself suddenly in the fanciest bathroom I have ever seen. At that moment, my cat jumped on my head and woke me up.