An Old House and Ellen Degeneres

I dreamed me, Ellen Degeneres, another woman, and some other people were in an old dilapided house. I think one of them was going to buy it and restore it because we were talking about what it was going to take to make it livable. There seemed to me a young man with us that was sick. At one time I bent over backward and told Ellen to get on my feet and I'd flip her and she did but the flipping didn't work, we just tumbled over, I was actually hitting on her. At one point me and someone I didn't see, I was a passenger they were driving, passed by what looked like a house for sale, it kept getting bigger and bigger, turned out to be an apartment complex for sale I was excited about it. It was on a large wooded scraggly lot and was painted a dead, chipped light blue and gray. In the house at one point it was getting hot but at just some point the air conditioner would kick on we knew in spite of the dilapidation it would so we'd closed as many doors as was left so it could cool down in there so the guy would feel better. There was an issue with cellphones. Ellen's rang and she was out of the room and at the same time a phone in the house rang and both calls were for her so I went to get her, apologizing for answering her cell but thinking it might be important, she took both calls together, comically and didn't mind I'd answered. Odd dream.