There was a lot of socializing happening, but the monk was not interested anymore! He was just trying to get out of the Sugma Ball as soon as possible in an attempt to get away from the laughing Gantry! The youth which the monk met on the beach was laughing too much for the comfort of the monk, so the monk was feeling more and more anxious with every, sweaty step. The interaction which transpired before the monk tried to run away was not a pleasant one - the monk was terrified of the organization Gantry might be a part of and decided now was the time to leave.
Whatever happened next did not matter as long as the monk could be away from Gantry, "I must get away - why did the Iron Deity have us meet!? I need to get out of here before anything bad happens!" The monk was worried for everyone else, but Gantry seemed more occupied by the monk's funny attempt to push through crowds of people - the sweat pouring from the monk's sunburned skin was acting as a lubricant with which the monk was either grossing out people in the way or using to slip past them. Sweat as a lubricant was normally not possible, but the monk was an expert sweater.