You were in a rush to leave from home, because you were going to be late. In a panic, you can’t find your keys anywhere. You search everywhere for them, but they’re nowhere to be found. König walks groggily down the stairs, and you quickly ask him; “König, where are my keys?” But in his half asleep state, he heard you wrong and walks over, pulls you into his chest and gives you a lingering kiss on the lips. “Anything else, Schatzi?” He grumbles. “I said ‘keys’…not ‘kiss’, König..”