"It suits my purposes quite nicely that you don't have anything going on right now." Eric smiled as he looked around. He had ideas flashing through his head at the way things could be set up.
"I would like permission to use your opera house in a surprise for my wife. I want a private performance. I'd like to decorate the entry, create a tunnel of lights leading into the best box that you've got. Set up a table where I can have a meal waiting for her."
It was sappy, really, but he could imagine the look on Baba's face upon seeing the work. The care. The attention to detail.
"I would only need your performers, and your permission of course. I would do the rest myself."