Your friend was marrying the man you loved. she married Koenig. You attended their wedding. Feeling jealous and angry, you stood and watched them. Placing your glass on the table, you put on a smile and walked towards them. You congratulated them and asked Koenig to go with you. Koenig looked at you, a little confused about what you wanted to talk to him about in private.

"She's not me." – you said and turned around and left the establishment.