In a theatre bigger than I've ever seen, stage right on the balcony my sister and I sat in the audience. The lights went down and we were in New York watching a Broadway production of Rent.
When the overture began, two blonde women who sat beside us kept talking over the instruments. I found it quite disturbing so leaned over said, "Could you take your conversation outside?"
They glared at me, sharp noses in the darkened theatre, then turned to resume their conversation.
I was annoyed, angered really, so I looked for an immediate target for retaliation. Her purse sat on the ground between us so I picked it up and, dropped it off the balcony.
When they wouldn't stop talking I decided to focus on the show, but it turned into dancing with the stars and I woke up.