These are amazing seats.
That's not all. I thought we could share this.
Sneaking in alcohol? I never knew you were such a bad boy.
I'm wearing cream, aren't I?
I'll go grab us a couple glasses.
You two are such a lovely couple.
Oh, we're not a couple. I don't know why people keep saying that.
You seem so perfect together.
She's actually my roommate's girlfriend. We are enjoying a night out as lovers of the arts, not of each other. In fact, I'm just getting
out of a relationship, so I'm not even ready to think about dating.
But if I were, I would have to concede that Charlotte does possess many attractive qualities. She's beautiful, obviously, intelligent with a sparkling wit,
and I always look forward to our next excursion. And if I'm being completely honest, I think I might want to spend all of my time with her and she might
be the soul mate that I'm looking for and oh, my God, am I falling for my best friend's girl?
Felix! I stole these when the bartender wasn't looking. I know it's wrong, but sometimes you've just got to go for it, right?
To a night of love.
To a night of love.
What the hell? It's 8:00 in the morning!
Just trying to vacuum away the shame. That ... that the rug must feel for being so dirty.
I'm surprised you're up so early. You were out so late with Charlotte.
What? No, we weren't! Out for normal amount of time.
Speaking of normal. There's normal Charlotte. My normal friend.
Felix, I had so much fun last night.
Normal amount of fun.
And guess what. Bryn Terfel is in town tonight singing Scarpia in Tosca.
Now you're just saying things.
And I got us two tickets!
Oh, tonight? I don't I don't. Not you, Oscar. For me and Felix.
Oh. Of course.
Tosca is one of your favorites, right?
But I feel like I have been monopolizing your time, so...
Not at all. "Please," she asked, having just bought two very expensive tickets?
Great, it's a date!
Not a date!
Hey, it isn't weird that Charlotte likes to go out with Felix all the time, is it?
No, it is.
Can you blame her? I'd be bummed if my boyfriend didn't want to do the things I love. Not a good sign if you're in it for the long haul.
But I am in it for the long haul.
Doesn't seem like it.
You know, part of being in a long-term relationship is acting like you love stuff you don't. Like, "Sure, baby, I'd love to spend Saturday in the Wig District."
Where are you going?
To the opera-singing place!
I didn't get a program. Can I look over your shoulder? Oh, you have an eyelash on your cheek.
Leave it, just leave it.
Hey, opera buddies.
Oscar! What are you doing here?!
Well, I had to see what the opera was all about. Can't let you two have all the fun. And to class up the night, I brought this. Chips. In a tube.
Oscar, I know you hate all this cultural stuff. You don't have to be here.
But I want to be here. What you like, I like. Your thing is my thing. It's Tosca I'm Osca.
That's sweet. But I think when it comes to opera, you either like it or you don't. Right, Felix? Wouldn't you describe it as a feeling in your soul?
Oh, thank God, it's starting.
What's this one about?
Tosca is a tragic love triangle.
Is there any other kind?
It's about a happy couple and an evil man named Scarpia intent on stealing the woman away.
He's a bad, bad, evil man.
Does he get away with it?
No! He doesn't! I've fallen for Charlotte! I didn't mean for it to happen, it just did! Don't look at me! I'm a monster!