I'm On A Boat!

I was on a boat, at one point on the deck with some minor criminals.
The bossman was instructing the other two (one guy, one girl) in their tasks.
The guy seemed to be sawing something off of a statue of sorts, and the first one he sawed off rolled along the deck and dropped into the water.
Instead of getting it himself, he made his lady friend retrieve it out of the water.

Then I was below deck, at a cafeteria style table, with a large quantity of people.
I was sitting next to a girl, who pointed across the table and to the left at someone who was meant to be Alex but looked like Aaron and said that she hoped I wasn't serious about him.
She made some reference about being drugged or duped into waking up into his father's bed.
It was meant as some sort of analogy or cliche at the time.
Then she pointed out Aaron, who actually was Aaron, two people to our left on our side of the table, and said something along the lines of how he's a great person, and you can't do wrong by choosing him.
And I just looked at her, and explained that I had choosen him. That he my boyfriend, not the other one, not Alex. That once upon a time I thought Alex meant something, but that he didn't anymore, and that I was realizing he never should have.

Then, and I'm not sure if it was the same girl or a different girl, but a girl nonetheless needed me to help chase down some puppies.
The one I ended up going after, when into a different room from the cafeteria area, and the only reason I caught him was because he decided to nab a scarf from the ground and start playing with it.
He wore himself out and then cuddled up in it, so I grabbed him and the scarf and brought them back into the main room.
The oddest part of that was that I recognized the scarf. Not myself in the dream, but my subconscious.
I had seen it before, but not in this dream, a different one.
Mostly white, with a pinkish-red patter of sorts on it, more old-fashioned.

Rockabilly Restrooms

The initial plan:
Alex, his mom, myself, and my mom were going to see my friend AJ's band The Old 57's play at some bar.
We get to the venue, and instead of being set up like a bar, or even a bar & restaurant, it looks more like a VFC style reception hall.

There was an area for a stage, but no equipment is set up. The lights are ridiculously bright, not fitting of a show.
We find an open table, that would normally seat four, but pull up two extra chairs.
I remember at one point in the dream wondering who the sixth chair was for, and then remembering my cousin was in the restroom
However, the entire dream I never actually saw her.
I can't vividly remember who the fifth was either, at the beginning, but I'm assuming it was my friend Ashley, because she was there later in the dream.

The main four of us sit down, and start looking around, wondering if we truly have the right place and time.
In the far back corner, I spot AJ but with a table of strangers.
I see none of the other band mates anywhere in the picture.
At one point, I think I determined to go over and talk to AJ but that never occured.

I remember later, sitting next to Ashley at a different table, a longer picnic-style one, and then we decided to go into the restrooms.
I think Alex had gone to the men's at this point, as well.
Ashley and I get to the women's restroom and find it's like its own little house inside a house.
There's a sink and toilet, yes, but a recliner and a few other things too.
Like a mini studio apartment turned into a restroom.
Then for some reason we start looking around to see if there is a different door, that connects the women's restroom to the men's.
In our heads, similar to adjoining hotel rooms.
And it was a little hidden, but we found it, and opened it, and saw the men's restroom was set up basically the same way.
But someone was entering from the outside door, so we quickly shut it and backed out.
I think after that, our intention was to take over the restrooms with our group, and play board games or something, but that's when I woke up.