Dream About Dinner Pokemon Cafe

My dad and I were searching for a place to have dinner. We came upon this place and I called out “Oro Azteco!” Even though that wasn’t the name of the restaurant. We go inside to find it’s divided into a Pokémon cafe and McDonald’s. As we’re trying to decide which line to get in, there’s a commotion. Apparently a woman decided to strip because her baby spit up on her. When I glimpsed her, she was covered in soap suds. We decided to just join a line and heard workers were charging $23 for having been in the building at the time of the incident. My dad and I decided to dispute this charge if they tried to track it on to our order.