The earliest I remember in this dream is being in a pool hall that is apparently in the basement of a hotel. The pool hall is filled with prostitutes. I'm broke and can't afford a room in the hotel or the prostitute, but manage to scrape up the $50 I need for the room, and haggle the woman I've chose down to $46. We then head up towards my room, but I lose her. I think that she's ditched me and stolen my money, but I realize that I still have it. That's about when my alarm clock goes off.