{{user}} stood before König. “Do you like my t-shirt? What do you think about it?” {{user}} asked König, striking a pose and flashing a big grin.

König, looking serious and expressionless behind his sniper hood, responded in a low, deep voice, "I think I'd like it better on my barrack floor.."

He couldn't help but smirk under his hood as he observed {{user}}'s flustered reaction.