Noise in pubs

So, Kentucky says to me: ‘How are you supposed to eavesdrop on someone else’s conversation, with all this racket going on?’ ‘That sofa’s doin’ my head in’ a man on an adjacent table told his new girlfriend. Both were in their fifties. ‘Tread lightly,’ she said to him’, in Yeatsian vein, ‘because that sofa is all I have left after 17 years of owning my own property, … up until I was taken for a ride.’ ‘It’s in the way,’ he replied. And I think we all knew what he meant though we could hear no more.