Enjoying the company of two guys in a little house

I am in a lovely wooden house, very modest but sweetly set up, very open-air. I am meeting my accountant (dream character, not our actual accountant). He’s in a slightly rumpled suit, middle aged white guy, dark and slightly thinning hair, a very kind and gentle demeanor. He is talking about the place to hide and retrieve important information on his porch - you lift the lid off of a potted plant and can find it or put it in that space. When he talks, he needs to finish his full thought in a very linear way. If he is interrupted, he will wait for a pause and continue his thought to the end. It is not how I normally communicate, but I go with it.

There is a second guy, he has long-ish light or gray wavy hair, 50’s or early 60’s white guy. He’s wearing a deep blue denim shirt and a leather vest, I think a tan belt with a silver buckle and light colored jeans - casual southwest garb. When he smiles, he has very yellow teeth, but it doesn’t bother me. He is enjoying our company. He is a singer - a piano accompaniment starts playing for a song he sings, and he talks during the intro. The accountant says, “But I want to hear the whole piece!” indicating that he wants to hear the intro as it was intended, not as filler music before the singing starts. I laugh a little and make a joke: “Hey, there’s all this music without words, let me fix that for you!” All three of us laugh - the singer is very good-natured about this and takes it in stride.

This felt like a lovely visitation from guides. Thinking about these two now, I love them and was very happy to see them.