I apparently got that jetpack that they're selling in New Zealand these days and was giving my brother Nick a ride around DUMBO. At some point, we decide to do a free fall landing, which is a lot of fun. Then we go into one of those old warehouses that is now an office building. They force everyone to submit to some kind of body scan in a big group. It's a bland concrete room, maybe 3m tall with a 1m bench molded into the wall opposite the scanner, which is not visible. While we're all waiting to get scanned, a guy asks how much money the people in this building make. I tell him it's impossible to know that, as there's over 100 companies in the building. He gets very upset, and I realize he's asking for his daughter, but I'm not sure if it's on her behalf or because he's interviewing here and her care is very expensive.