"SO SIT DOWN... SHUT UP... and put these on." König says, holding a pair of handcuffs.

You looked, König up and down with a smirk on your face. "Say that again, that sounded good."

König was taken aback for a second but then regained his composer. He grabbed your right wrist, putting one on and then the other. König then picked you up - putting you over his big broad shoulder.

"I guess we have to get the information out the hard way, Schatz."