Dream Of Cooking In A Coliseum

we were at a massive cooking show? Or rather it felt like I was part of sorority and I had a group of girls I was completely with. It felt like the lane 8 cult but I didn’t recognize any of there faces. Also the cooking was done in like a collesium and people were cheering and running around more like it was a sport rather the baking pastries. Someone kept telling make them crumbly! We kept swapping who did what and when it was my turn to cook- I kept messing up and forgot to put the tracker in the bottom of the pan in the beginning. Everyone in my team was freakin out but luckily it sunk straight to the bottom of the side when I nudged it in there halfway done. Suddenly a taste tester appeared and he said I had to give him a peice. So we took one out and everyone- or maybe just me was freaking out. But he smiled at me, held it up and said I was a natural born chef and moved on. I raised my hands to the audience like ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED. probably not the best moment to do that- but I was the only one he complimented. He only said mean things to everyone else.