It’s Convention of the Loud Talkers in my cafe.
The usual Loud Talker has moved in defeat to the end of the table. A New Contender is filling the space with enormous small talk. Previous Champ is mere background bass right now. An additional minor player is talking *over* the other two.
I commented on the situation to the forced upbeat friendliness of the barista.
His quick but deeply felt storm-below-the-surface YEAH told me volumes.