Easy, lazy early-morning peace in quaint market square shattered by arrival of local Gypsy King and Queen: He, in habitual black (hair, stubble, teeth), face caved-in, She, loud, sturdy, black-clad matriarch.  A circus of shouts and cuffs, threats and cries as fat young gypsy prince, pampered and rebuked, creates havoc re-enacting well-rehearsed hullaballoo.