dream and what happened this morning

I had the most brilliant dream this morning.  I was part of a crew to go and interview David Tennant and we were sitting about waiting for him to come home with his girlfriend [?] and making small talk and smoking Silk Cut.  So then finally he comes home all rumpled and scruffy, like he was channeling House [like this] and OMG.  Well for some reason the crew decide that it's a good time to go out for a smoke/coffee/home and who I gathered in the dream was his girlfriend was going upstairs to sleep or shower. 

So it's the two of us in the kitchen and he's reading the paper and finally he decides well it's time to make dinner. [???] So he goes to the sink to wash a glass or something and I ask if he needs help, so I go over to help.  And in the dream I'm far taller than in real life b/c we are almost eye to eye.  That or he has bent rather well over to me and I recall we were both kind of leaning on the counter.  And we are so close, noses nearly touching.  And I'm so excited and aroused and I know he's going to kiss me.  AND THEN I WOKE UP.  NOT FAIR.  NOT FAIR AT BLOODY WELL ALL.   ASALKSJALKSJALSJALKSJALSJALSKJALSKJALKSJALKSJ.  If I can't get any in real life, could I at least get some in my dreams? 

( stupid life grrrrrrrrrrr )