He's most likely referring to Laura's torrid lifestyle and double life. Jazz music begins to play and the MFAP does a contorted dance to it. Laura stands, walks over to Cooper, kisses him, and whispers the name of the killer in his ear. Harry, Lucy, it is a beautiful morning. Short stack of griddle cakes, melted butter, maple syrup slightly heated, slice of ham.
Nothing beats the taste sensation when maple syrup collides with ham.
You were there. Lucy, so were you. Harry, my dream is a code waiting to be broken. Break the code, solve the crime. In my dream, Sara Palmer has a vision of her daughter's killer.