I had one last night as well.
I was at my grandmother's house watching old horror movies, and for some odd reason Muse was there. They were trying to fix a hole in the wall that was behind my late grandfather's piano, but they were fighting about something at the same time, screaming and swearing and throwing things at one another, and when my brother and I told them to calm down, they grinned and began throwing things at us instead. But then we all sat down at the table and laughed and ate cake and the hole mystically disappeared.