Mindscape of Xaqaria

I remember the tale end of a dream from this morning. I was following this young guy walking down the street. He was holding an open box and drinking those little bottles of alcohol. He was obviously really drunk. He projectile vomits into someone's yard. I then convince him to go with me back to his girlfriend, who is arguing with an older man about wanting to drive home drunk (I think). I have the impression that the older man was an associate of mine but I can't remember how we knew each other from the rest of the dream. +1

So, 0. Yea, back to square one. (square zero?)