Kyle was getting more and more agitated as he watched their table being ignored - or rather, no one noticed them at all. He had raised his hands a couple of times, but none of the two servers that were going about ever looked in their direction.
After nearly five minutes of this, Kyle decided enough was enough.
"Excuse me? Can we get some service here?!" Kyle shouted.
His voice was loud enough to be heard in the entire restaurant, so there was no excuse for the server not to have heard either. The two servers looked at each other, as if egging the other to serve their table.
Finally, one came and stood next to their table, pen and paper ready.
However, he did not apologize for the delay nor did he actually look at them. He simply stood there, even looking bored, as he focused on the paper in front of him. When he didn't hear anything, he looked up, only to see Kyle looking at him.
He looked back.
Xing Han watched both of them in a staring contest.