Keith set quietly, very much mad that the guy kissed her hand, but he had no clue why. He masked his anger well as he learned their names. Bruno was the bigger guy, Max was the one in the black shirt, Liz was the woman, and Benjamin was the final one. They all ignored Keith, which was fine by him, he didn't feel much like talking. He just sat there, a slight smile on his face to keep up appearances while he tried to organize his thoughts<br/><br/>"This is it? Tiny tournament, if you ask me" He thought to himself "Only six, it must be a swiss match up, or round robin. I wonder how Zebel will do- ah damnit . . . Stop thinking about her, you've fucked up, just get over it"