There was one Farang and three boys on the neighbor table. All gay, and the one I liked (which might have been mutual) works in a beer bar in Jomtien. He (the cute boy) asked for my phone number and we exchanged Line. But at the end of their stay (around 3 am), the Farang said to the one boy: you go home, then to the other boy: you go home, then to me: you go home, and to the cute boy: we go home. Unless they had planned a foursome from the beginning, there was a 2/3 chance that the cute boy would be free (in the sense of: not occupied, no commitments) at the end of their night, but he wasn't.