-Marx stomped away from the fields rather grumpily. He was bored, irritated, and frustrated. Whenever there wasn’t anyone around to bother the jester found ways to entertain himself, but none of the usual things were working. This only created a loop of Marx trying something else and not getting anything out of it, him getting annoyed, stubbornly trying to force the activity to work, and become even more miserable. He hasn’t given up in his pursuit of fun but Marx was definitely not in a good mood. So that goal was going to be a little difficult to achieve.-