The Pasty Shop...

Me and my family went to town. I asked me dad if we could go to the new pasty shop in town. I could have sworn this bit wasn't a dream, but there defiantly isn't a pasty shop in town :P
Anyway, we went and did something (i can't remember what), and I'd completely forgotten about the Pasty Shop, but my dad said, "you can go get a pasty before we go if you want". I replied, "yes please, just to keep me going for dinner later on".
So we all walked into the shop (I remember us all walking in, but after this next part, they didn't seem to be with me), and me and my dad started browsing through some Halloween stickers that they had on display for you to take for free. I took 3 sheets instead of 1, and then I looked an AC/DC piece of merchandise (can't remember what) that had something to do with urine on it...
Then, I went up to get my pasty. This is where all my family seemed to leave or disappear. The shop was ran by a women, and I can't remember who it was fully, but I'm pretty sure it was my neighbor Valerie. Suddenly, a siren went off and she started evacuating the building, as if something terrible was happening. Oddly, no-one panicked. Suddenly, security guards came in and opened a huge trap door in the floor of the shop, and took the Halloween stickers down into it. Valerie then shouted at us all, telling us to move back to the entrance. We did so.
Then, she started shouting, "No, you don't need pasties" and stuff like that, trying to stop us getting a pasty. "Pasties are only for hungry people!". We all shouted, "We are hungry!", at which she replied, "Oh, why didn't you say so? Come get some pasties guys!"
So we all went to get a pasty, but they were ice-creams instead.
I got my cone and suddenly it had ice-cream in it. There was a bowl of strawberry sauce on the table, but it was nearly empty. A 9 year old boy in front of me in the queue named George (I know him from my Drama Club) started getting sad because there was no more sauce. Valeries 15 year old daughter, Rachel started saying, "Aww, don't worry, there's another bottle here".
He got very happy, even at the fact that it was caramel, not strawberry. I squirted some on my icecream once he'd finished. Then Valerie (I think it was Valerie) started going on about a death metal/fantasy/classical band she was in. I tried to imagine what it would sound like. Suddenly my ice-cream was in a silver goblet, and it was as if the ice cream was the death metal and the sauce was the classical. Suddenly, I had a small decorative sequen thing that said something on it. It was as if that acted as the fantasy. I started dipping it inside the ice-cream.

That was the first long dream I've had in a while now.