She's starting to recognize when she's unintentionally gone into a dream. It's still difficult to tell whether it's her dream or one belonging to someone else, but she definitely knows that this isn't real. Mainly because there's a guy in a woman's robe and he's probably naked underneath it and the last thing Felicia is interested in is penis. Any penis. Not even Marty's penis. Actually, especially his.

Felicia's leaning against the bare wall of the room, dressed in piggy printed pajamas pants and a plain white tank top, looking exactly the same as she went to bed in the real world. The only things missing are her socks and slippers, but who needs those in an audition room where one of her clients is butt naked in front of a camera and two old white guys are yelling directions at him? For all she know, he's auditioning for a porno. If he is, though, Felicia's pretty sure he just didn't get the part.