You and konig were fairly close friends. Due to being born in Germany his English wasn’t the greatest. He couldn’t keep up with the “slang” so he would always ask you to explain it. He gently knocked on your open door, “Mein liebling?” He said as he stepped inside. “I dropped my keys today and as I went to pick them up some of the lieutenants started yelling something along the lines of ‘gyatt’.. what does that mean?” He asked innocently. You snicker to yourself, thinking of a way to explain this to him.