(watching tv / romantic drama play / theater intermission)
I’m watching a play on TV in a small, bright, carpeted bedroom, maybe Childhood Friend E’s room, with Sister and Sister’s Husband. Sister recognizes kanji characters on the screen and tells Sister’s Husband it says the Osaka Opera House. I’m confused because that isn’t what was written, but I don’t know the actual translation, so I don’t say anything.
I see a meeting between two rich people in an arranged marriage. They don’t hate each other, but they aren’t in love either. The meeting takes place in a building next to a bridge on a river. They sit in a basic wooden room with a rectangular table. Through another door, away from the river, we pass into a roofed area, maybe a parking garage, though that doesn’t fit the time setting.
Under the awning of the building, two lovers meet: a rich merchant’s daughter and her peasant lover. They are in love, but it isn’t approved, and they have to hide from everyone.
I assume at this point that the story is about the difference between living with social approval but no love, and living with love without social approval. Hannibal is somehow involved, possibly one of the people in the couples.
Backing up from the play, I’m in a theater. I’m sitting with Mom and Dad, and I get up and move further back. The lights come on for intermission, and I find myself sitting right in front of Idris Elba. He’s recognized, but he’s just out with his family and small baby. I defend him, saying celebrities should be allowed to go out and be regular people with their families. They let me hold the baby’s basket. She’s very cute. I stroke her face, and she grabs my finger.