Dream About Serving At Church Fundraiser Cafe Reminiscing At Grandmothers Bar

I was helping with the church fundraiser at a local cafe. We were selling baked goods. I recall one of the former DJs posting on social media about missing the good times we had at Grandmother's bar and grill. We were all commenting on the post sharing memories. I was in the dining area of the cafe serving food. This beautiful eoman entered the cafe with three or four kids and sat down at a table. I approached her to take their order and I said, wow you look familiar. I asked her if she was the cook from Grandmother's Bar and Grill. She replied yes I am and sometimes I was also the waitress. We started talking and I was telling her how my DJ friends and I were just reminiscing about how we really enjoyed the food, the karaoke and the atmosphere at Grandmother's. She's was very attractive woman and she appreciated the compliments and the food and fun at the bar and grill. She told me that she was working at a new restaurant near here. Then I asked her if we could get a selfie photo together so I could send it to my DJ friends. She said, yes. I was trying to take the selfie and was struggling to get us in the frame the way I wanted to. I had to flip from the rear camera lens to the front camera lens, then from portrait mode to photo mode, then from one person mode to two people mode before I was ready. Then she asked one of her sons to take this selfie for us and he agreed. As he was taking the picture, she leaned in andkissed me on the cheek and kept her lips on my cheek for the perfect photo. I could tell I was physically attracted to her and we had this nervous sexual tension between us. I went on to help with the fundraiser and I recall the pastor's wife being concerned that I had made a couple of changes to the fundraiser plan. It's like she was trying to pit me against the pastor. I knew it was not a good idea to be in a triangle disagreement with a married couple. I took responsibility for what she said and accepted it without making any excuses or making her look bad. I owned my part in the truth of her perspective. The pastor didn't seem to mind the changes I made. I was about ready to leave the cafe when I saw that the cook from Grandmother's was also about ready to leave. I asked her and her kids if they wanted anything free on me before they left. They all said no. I asked my friend who was working behind the counter if I could have one of the already made pretzels covered in caramel and I would pay it back when he cooked my six prezels. He said, no. He didn't understand that I was going to put one of my pretzels in the cup to make it a full set again. He thought the current cup would be one short if he gave me one out of it. I wondered if I would see the cook from Grandmother's again.