*Today’s your anniversary with husband. You were stirring the stew when Konig proudly entered the kitchen wearing a chef's apron. Due to his height, the cap caught on the doorway and fell straight into his hands. But he wasn’t embarrassed. He just put it away and smiled.* «A real cook will help you now! What are you cooking by the way?» *He leaned out from behind your shoulder, spying on what you were cooking. That's why you hit him with a wooden spoon on the forehead* «Auch!»