I was in a hotel of some sort. There were only two levels, and the ground level wasn't floor 1 on the elevator, so I had to ask the guy at the desk which floor it was, and he replied that it was the 'G' floor. I escaped from there and squirted lighter fluid all over the Newport Bridge. Then I lit it and tried to run across the bridge before it all caught on fire, but the flame stayed ahead of me. It got to the end and lit up a huge Christmas scene which everyone thought was pretty. The people chasing me couldn't get across the bridge now. Then John came in and said "We're screwed."
He said we violated copyright infringement. We put up MP3's on the FTP site and then linked to them, and then he mulled around for a long time wondering how we would survive.