So the lead character is an alcoholic. 80% of the first act is made up of fluffy, light, insubstantial romantic scenes, with the occasional Significant Moment—the heroine discovers/points out the hero is carrying a flask on their date; the hero buys coffee and pours from his flask into the cup; the hero tucks a bottle (of bourbon?) and a glass under his bed…. And then near the end of the act, the show does a hard right into High Drama--angry confrontations (made even more uncomfortable given how close the audience is to the actors--the downside of that closeness), revelations that the main character has capital-I Issues, and him completely falling off the wagon. I can’t say it wasn’t set up (the first time the main character drank from the flask I was like, “Oh…so that’s what this is about..." ) But the act is so focused on the cutesy romance and light comedy, feeling completely lightweight and fluffy, that even with all the Ominous Hints, the shift was jarring, to the point where it almost felt like a different show, and not one I was interested in seeing. I came for charming New York romance (with some problems, sure), not for a story about characters coping with alcoholism. (It might have been different if all the alcoholism stuff wasn’t obvious and predictable…but it was.) So I left to get a burger (and felt kind of bad about it, because the elevator operator had to take us—a couple other people left too—up to the ground level, and I figured the empty front row seat might be noticeable. But I just wasn't interested in seeing more and dealing with more addiction drama.)