That one dream that I had

set during an ambiguous time period (80’s and 70’s but also not). In the dream I was an 80’s goth who was on a date with a guy at a carnival. The guy tried to attack me in the hall of mirrors, but I escaped. I ran to the first place I could find and burst in on a clown changing back into his normal clothes. The clown was about 45 years old and he was heavy set and had medium length blond hair. His name was Dave and he helped me hide from my date. He and I fell in love eventually.