[i] Oh look, someone just spilled the drink on that man. Mildly amusing at best. [/i]

Jeremy had finished his salad in near record time, and had taken to perusing the crowded bar in hopes of finding some form of entertainment from the dullness of the corner he sat in. For the most part, everything and everyone was dull to him. No bar fights, no drunken singing. Everything he had thought about middle-class bars was apparently wrong, and it frustrated him. 

[i] To think I came here for the entertainment. Get yourself together Jeremy. [/i]

He was beginning to sweat for whatever reason. Anxiety issues, perhaps; Perhaps it was fear, though that was highly doubtful. Jeremy did his best to excuse such thoughts from his mind as he looked around the room for the nearest waiter so they could refill his glass. His eyes landed upon the mishap one waiter had with two men and chuckled maliciously to himself.

[i] She's sure to get laid off for that, or at the very least a docking in her wages. Oh, how I would enjoy such a pleasure.[/i]