Following their journey to France, where they were scheduled to play a game soon, the team was allocated double rooms. El Matador, despite a preference for solitude due to the more opulent rooms, was paired with Klaus in a room. After an exhaustive training session, he was weary and retired to the bathroom. After spending an extensive amount of time in the bathroom, he retired to bed, his dark locks tied back in a ponytail and his iconic blue-rimmed goggles still in place. His slumber was interrupted when the harsh glow of the light penetrated through the fabric of his night mask. El Matador grimaced and irritably voiced his complaint, attributing the disturbance to Klaus.

"Klaus, turn off that stupid alien video already! It's the middle of the night and I need my beauty sleep," he grumbled.

El Matador grew suspicious as he lifted the cover from his eyes and found Klaus standing with his back towards him, positioned in front of the wide-open window, the curtains fluttering gently in the breeze. He noticed a blinding blue glow that enveloped Klaus, casting the room in a captivating cerulean light.