Geezer, the Steak knife had less of an edge than the butter knife. Also pulling out two pens and drawing pictures and tapping them like drum sticks was much better than clearing a blade of my own. Also it was a Wednesday before Thanksgiving so everything was plastic (yuck) and they served my beer in a glass only after I refused to accept a craft beer in plastic. There were all the fresh new 21 year olds all looking to show the world they came back from college and could legally drink. I tried telling the others that it was not a good night. They learned the hard way that night. Now, back to my situation. While tapping the beat of the music, everyone at the table stopped and got quiet and then one finally asked me who was going to die. I then used it as a learning experience for them to look around and pick out what I was concerned about. In the end I explained to really drunk guy with his partially drunk friend that I would stand up and he would knock me out and I would have a seizure and while I was trashing around I would break his ankles and send him to the hospital. The drunk guy yelled YEAH! and teh semi drunk guy sobered some and looked at me and dragged his friend away.