Q: I have exchanged my season symphony tickets from orchestra seats to the first tier. The first tier is above the boxes and below what is sometimes known as the peanut gallery, or second tier.

Now, I know that in the box tier, if a gentleman seated properly in the rear should fall asleep, his wife in the front row is the only one likely to be disturbed and would be inclined to, if you will excuse the expression, let sleeping dogs lie.

I know, too, that in the peanut gallery, one who falls asleep is as likely as not to get an elbow in the ribs from the serious music lovers, whether related, known, or not, who happen to be seated adjacently (if there is such a word--my dictionary is packed).

My problem lies in the first tier, and I am at a loss as to proper first-tier etiquette. In my case, a young lady, or rather a lady of indeterminant years, but attractive, is a serious music lover and tends to put her head back and listen attentively to the music. This concentration is commendable, but on occasion, during the quieter portions of the music there is an audible sound that less cultured people might call a snore.

What course of action, or inaction, would you advise for me so as not to be thought gauche among my fellow music lovers in the first tier?

A: Never mind the class aspects of this situation--the solution is for you, as an equally engrossed music lover, to lean forward in your enthusiasm until your arms rest accidentally on the lady's hair.