I'm standing by a booth talking with Mr. Zhang & a very attractive Chinese woman. We're talking about a party that just ended. Apparently everyone was making fun og Mr. Zhang (who was not there). I'm trying to remember what they called him. The woman helps me remember it was "Mr. Dork" in Chinese. She asks if I referred to him as that and I say no. She asks who called him that and I tell them that just about everyone did. I tell them that includes lots of youngsters like me as well as old timers who lived through 1989 (referring to Tiananmen). As we're talking, I keep tiptoing around, trying to avoid swarms of huge ants & other insects running underfoot.