Starksy was kicking and shaking in his sleep. Hutch woke up and leaned over him.
“Hey buddy, you’re dreaming, wake up!”
Starsky opened his eyes, still shaken.
“Yeah, I was dreaming we had an idiot president and the whole country was in turmoil.”
“Ah, Starsky. Carter isn’t that bad.”
“No, it was some weird guy who’s appeared out of nowhere. And he had some strange disease and survived it and they issued a commemorative coin to celebrate that.”
“God, that is weird. You shouldn’t eat so much cold pizza before going to bed. Now go back to sleep.”