Keith was holding two spoons and was beating the wood table like it was a drum. "I am B-O-R-E-D" He muttered with grimace, Pat was busy being all mushy gushy with Kyla, Shaun was with Sam, Kat and Tri were back to there shopping spree and it seemed like that the bartender didn't want to serve Keith his butter beer. The bartender had asked him to wait and said that he would bring the beer to his table but he was too immersed in a conversation with some chick and was ignoring his customers. Keith sighed and banged his fist on the table, a grin crept on his face, ahh he was angry... after a very long time and it felt funny.