the peripherals of the evening had trickled along a familiar path : karma had stormed off before fate 's apologetic chase convinced her to return , but not to inform him what he was apologising for , fut imbued a sense of calm into the pub giving the entire night 's clientele a feeling of satisfaction and thorough enjoyment , and coincidence and irony suspiciously disappeared at the same time every so often , only to sit around the table avoiding eye contact whenever anyone else was around .