Modern Mental Architect

So dreams, this morning, not sure how many separate ones I remember or if it's all one. I'm still getting slight flashbacks, I don't remember everything nor do I remember it very coherently. Just mental photographs of the scenes.

I was with a group of friends, who don't exist in my waking life. 2 girls and 3 guys, or the other way around. We were "out on the town." We were in several places along a street, similar to Mill Ave in Tempe, Arizona but better and different. Everything was dark and with red tones, perhaps inspired by the couple hours I spent taking and editing the photos of my previous post. First place I remember us being in was a restaurant. For some reason I want to say it was actually supposed to be Denny's, but I'm not sure. It was very dark, but very modern and minimalistic in design. White, Ikea styled round tables [just like some my friend was showing me yesterday]. There was white underlighting at the bar, but also somewhere/somehow on the ground or under the tables. However it was arranged, I can't be sure, but it looked fantastic! It was very much like a restaurant bar, yet I only remember us sitting down, but not eating nor drinking. The next thing I remember is being in a tattoo parlor located on the same action packed street. The parlor was oddly very dark and also had tables much like a restaurant, round tables again. It was also rather large, and quite frankly looked nothing like a tattoo place. Most of the artists were busy so my friends and I were sitting waiting for quite a bit. I finally walked up towards the front where one of the male artists called out to me to see what I wanted. I showed him my right forearm where I already had my third eye tattoo, but yet another reallllly small eye near it. I wanted to get that same really small eye on my left forearm, in a symmetrical fashion. I'm not kidding, this eye was really small, like a dime stretched out in a more rectangular shape. It was a more Hindu type eye with a strip of reddish pink coming from it. It was simple at a glance, but it was composed of incredibly small pixels of differing colors, like a grainy photograph. So the artist takes one look at it and holds my arms together to visualize the symmetrical location for the new one. He puts my arms down quickly and says, "I gotta tell you, I'm wasted." He then told me to come by the shop tomorrow and he will do it. So it was pretty funny in retrospect although I think I was a bit disgusted with him in the dream. But it was still a compliment either way because he didn't want to be drunk and fuck up my tattoo. He wanted to do it right. So my friends and I left. I don't really remember anything else in any order or such. What I have slight familiar/deja vu feelings that I may have dreamt were as the following. First, the eye tattoo I had was recent and I may or may not have dreamed about getting it. If I did, the artist might have been a much older man, who was in the best shape of his life. Another thing that may have happened was something sexual between me and a young guy. For all I know he could of been in my group of friends. I can't be sure, but I do know something sexual happened in at least one of my dreams in the last 9 hours. Big surprise.