Missing the point One Saturday night, a man walked into a bar and ordered three pints of beer. Then he sat by himself at a table and drank all three. Afterwards he paid and left. The next Saturday he did the same and the Saturday after Finally the bartender told him, "You know, beer starts going flat after it's poured. It would taste better if you ordered them one by one." The man replied, "Oh I do it this way because of my brothers. We always used to sit and have a beer together every Saturday night. Now they've both moved away but we promised each other we'd all drink one for ourselves and one for each other so we can always remember each other." The bartender thought it was a nice idea and over the years everyone got used to the man's habit. One Saturday night, the man came in and ordered only two beers. The bartender paused. "I'm so sorry for your loss," he said gravely. The man looked confused and then laughed. "Oh, no one died! It's just that I've stopped drinking.

Questions: Nouns in the short story​