Carboy:  So when are we going back to San Francisco?

Me: January. San Francisco Ballet is doing Onegin.

Carboy: Which one is that?

Me:  It was the last thing that Manuel did at the gala.

Carboy: Remind me of the story.

Me: Tatiana falls in love with Onegin but he’s a jerkwad, there are complications, years go by, blah, blah, blah, Onegin comes back but Tatiana is already married and moved on. She wrote him a love letter in the beginning and in evil irony he writes her a love letter at the end so she rips it up and sends him packing.

Carboy:  Nice.

Me: But didn’t you think that Manuel was so repentant and pathetic that she should have given him a second chance?

Carboy: No, she’s married.

Me: But for Manuel… he was so sorry, he lay down at her feet.

Carboy: Married.

Me: Maybe she doesn’t even love her husband.

Carboy: Married. Besides you snooze, you lose.

Me: Is that what we are calling Onegin from now on?

Carboy: Exactly, its now the you snooze, you lose ballet.