Dreams.

I'm a freelance agent, keeping an eye on a new neighbor. He arrives at the warehouse and turns out to be a robot. I overhear him arguing with some guy; the guy is wearing a coat and beret and is very unhappy. The robot neighbor begs for mercy and starts crying, trying to leave, but the guy in the coat and beret shoots him in the back. There, I also encounter a girl in a semi-invisible suit, who represents some kind of agency and is monitoring the guy in the coat and beret. She advises me to keep a low profile in this situation. Together with my wife, who is also a freelance agent (!), we infiltrate the building to follow the guy in the coat and beret and see where he leads us. I go through doors with electronic locks, while she explores the service corridors. She runs into the girl in the semi-invisible suit, tries to attack her, but only waves her fists at empty air. The girl in the semi-invisible suit tries to explain that we and her agency have a mutual interest here. A woman knocks on my door and asks me to tell her when the next train is, pulling me out of the depths of the spy intrigue.