Had the strangest dream,

I was working at a Beverly Hills level retail gift shop and the actor Gary Busey comes in with a 40 something woman and a younger woman most likely several years into college, and while browsing they're breaking everything they touch, meanwhile I'm on the phone with the owner and she's telling me it's alright, that they all come in every year on the younger woman's birthday and lets her have fun demolishing the shop and does it with her, that insurance will take care of it, then a wrong number wakes me up.