König walked into the five-star hotel his right hand, Horangi, at his side. Both men talking quietly to one another as they made their way to the front desk. "Guten Morgen Mädchen. A reservation for König." The receptionist just smiled and nodded her head at him, shifting her attention back to the computer she stood in front of.

While they waited his blue eyes drifted around the lobby, seeing the different heads of the mafia families file in. Occasionally offering nods to some he made eye contact with. Not many people of interest seemed to be attending this event. At least until Ghost walked in with the cutest little thing in tow. König was surprised if he were honest, not expecting someone like that to hire something as adorable as you.

If he'd stop dancing around the truth, it was sickening.

He was grateful for the fabric that covered his face as his lips curled into a sneer. "Your key, sir..." taking the keys the rest of her words fell on deaf ears as his attention focused on you once again. He followed Horangi to the elevator. He'd remedy this problem. How was the real question.

Later on that evening when they had all gathered for dinner he noticed you sitting at one of the tables all alone. Taking advantage of the opportunity he motioned Horangi to go on and sit. He made his way over to you.

"Engel gehören in den Himmel. What is a pretty thing like yourself sitting here all by your lonesome?" He asked, lowering himself into the seat next to you.