Arpeggio groaned a little, easily hearing the shouting from across the hall. He tried to practice writing chords out on a piece of staff paper but was unable to focus due to all the noise. He grit his teeth, muttering very angrily in Istallian under his breath, "Idioti... ubriaconi... cazzo vergognoso... Dovrei prendere a pugni che senza valore burlone... Non capisco che cosa quella ragazza vede in lui, deve avere nessuna vergogna a tutti." He rubbed his temples to try and get his headache to go down.