Anyegin (aka Eugene Onegin)

Still in my post-day-at-the-bath and a-few-glasses-of-wine haze, I
strolled by the opera where I was looking at ticket prices. I had no
intention to buy one, was just curious, but a guy came up to me and
said something in Hungarian. After a blank look from me, he asked if
I wanted a ticket. It was almost curtain call, and his friend had not
shown up. He was attending the opera with his parents, 'did I want to
come?'. Um, yeah. The ticket was an amazing seat ($80 usd), his day
bought me water and cake at intermission, and his mom outlined the
story for me so I could follow. It was a killer travel day.