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.
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.
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.