My dreams are still very, very entertaining

I had many dreams last night.

One of them started with me on a plane with my dog shrunk down to puppy size on my  lap.  The plane had to land at a museum/airport; but first, we had to fly the plane into the museum by going under a bridge.  I ducked.

This dream ended with me and Hermione Granger (wha?) running through this museum because we were being chased by a cannibal who wanted to eat us.  We survived by staging a feminist rally that totally intimidated this cannibal into leaving the museum.

There was a middle to this dream, but it made much less sense than the rest of it (I think dolphins were involved).