The Secret Pond

I dreamed there was a pond behind a fence behind the apartments where I used to live with my mom. While there is some truth to this, the pond in my dream was much prettier. The water was a beautiful crystal blue whereas the real pond behind the apartments was more of a murky green. Jimmy and I apparently used to go to this secret pond with our friends to relax and enjoy life. We would swim and soak and dive (in the dream. In reality, I have only known Jimmy for about four years.). We kept the pond a secret from literally everyone because we knew that if anyone else ever found out about it, they would use it for profit, therefore ruining the beauty and sentimental value of our sanctuary. Somehow one of our bosses from work came across our hideout and, just as we expected, had every intention of destroying it, so we had to go back in time to find our boss as a child and invite her to our pond so that she too could see just how beautiful and wonderful it was. We found her and took her to the pond, but I don't remember if we convinced her, although we probably did. I do remember,  however, a fifties style diner with the stereotypical black and white checkered floor tiles, an arcade, and a haunted maze that Jimmy, me, and our friend went through. I don't remember who the friend was, or even if he was a friend of ours, but I do remember that he was black, and I was following him through the maze for the first part because he seemed to be taking the most accurate and direct route. I was the one who found the exit though, and I had to call out and go back to find the other two so that we could leave. The maze came out into a darkened movie theater with a very small group of people watching whatever was playing. I don't remember much besides that.