Another King Dream ...

I dreamt that I was in a mall setting, and I was in a gris-gris kind of shop and was looking at a set of silver or pewter knives. Someone said I could have them because they belonged to my uncle. I put them back intending to get them later. Then I guess I was walking around the mall and ran into Stephen King. We talked and he followed me back to the gris-gris store and we talked some more and he had to leave. I was very sad and cried because he had to leave, it was like he was leaving the country or something. He walked out of the shop and I closed some rosewood looking blinds and was very sad. At that point I awoke.