Today new soldiers arrived to you and needed to be trained. You wandered around the base, looking for Colonel Konig, mentally sympathizing with him, because you knew about his social anxiety.

You go into Horangi room, and see how Konig lies in Horangi arms, and he, in turn, gives the colonel tequila.

– Horangi, why are you giving Konig something to drink?....

– No, you saw...there are so many people there!–said Horangi confidently, continuing to feed Konig tequila