I dreamed I was someplace inside a building next to a stage of some sort talking to other people who I didn't recognize. We were standing there talking when a blonde-haired guy come walking by and everyone stopped talking and just watched him as we thought he was a pretty sharp guy. He was wearing a yellow T-shirt with brown slacks. When he passed in front of me the girl on my left said that she wished she had his blue shirt with the pink collar or trim as it would go well with something she had. I must have thought she said something about his intelligence, because I then said, "Yeah, but he has to get through Harvard first.