A dinner party with friends?

I'm a scientist, inventor type and I'm all alone in my stately home or at least a reasonable looking dinner room. I'm sitting at the table, atmospheric lighting and wood furnishings filling the space in front of me. Suddenly my friends are here. Not anyone I know, but I know they are my friends nonetheless. We start to eat, drink and have conversation.

I then realise that they are of my own creation, quite literally. I have made them.

They are robotic companions, and as if waking from a dream I realise that I am alone, in an underground bunker made to look like a home. My robotic friends and their short comings as real people are visibly clear to me.

I feel like I want to do something about all this, go up top and outside, destroy my artificial company.

I wake up.

(reminds me of an outer limits episode. weird! :) )