Italian Coffee

last night I dreamed I moved into a new house, it was located on a small hill next to another house on a small hill, they both had lots of grass all around the house, our neighbors who had already lived there for some time welcomed us there, they came to our house and cooked and helped with cleaning and painting the house, they had a large family around four or five kids, I think I know this family from Cd. del Carmen, anyway the two little kids were finger painting a kitchen bar, everyone helped, then the daughter who was around my age invited me to her birthday party which was going to be celebrated the next week, I said sure why not, then her father intervened and told her that that wasn't the way to ask someone out, he told her she had to be more enthusiastic, so she gave it another try and asked nicer, I answered back to her that yes I wanted to go, then her mother said you have to be more convincing then that, so this time she asked extra nice, so I answered yes in my extra nice way too, I didn't want to get left behind in the enthusiasm, we kinda all laughed and that was that... I woke and later that day traveled by car and at a gas station I saw an Italian Coffee franchise that was surrounded by grass, it looked alot like the house we were working on, so I was going to buy a coffee there but since the gas station didn't have the gas I needed I left it for some other day...