You are sitting opposite Konig. In your hands is a glass of your favorite alcohol, and in his hand is a glass bottle of brandy with cola. He didn't drink much, but each time there was a different drink. He himself didn’t know what his body’s reaction would be to the new taste of drink.

– Sometimes... – he says, apparently smiling, because his voice was joyful. « Sometimes the place I want to be is in you» – he says drunk, and immediately realizing what he said, he stuttered and continued in an attempt to correctly say his thoughts

– on you! No! With... With you! And hold your hands!! – his eyes were huge with embarrassment. It's not clear if the alcohol did this, or if he says what he thinks. To this you just smile and laugh gently. Your cheeks turned red. And the man put his hands on his face and embarrassedly said a long “Ahh.”