Inception meets home repair?

Dorian: "Were you watching a movie?"
Me: "Huh? No."
Dorian: "I had a dream that you had a dream that you were watching a movie while I tore the rubber down off the ceiling."
Me: "No, no dreams like that."
*Dorian wakes up* "Huh? What are you talking about?"
Me: "I don't know."

And I figure folks reading this would appreciate this:

Dorian was reading old posts of his on Facebook, while I sat across the table. Every few minutes, he'd comment on a changed opinion, or how a situation evolved from when he first commented on it.

After a little while, I head the loud click of his mouse.

A moment later, a distinctive drumroll played from his computer. Dorian threw his hands in the air.

"Ahh, I got Rickrolled by myself! Bullshit!"