Kyle Broflovski, King of the Drow Elves, was taking care of the plants in the royal garden. His servants should be doing it for him, but he refused. He was crouching down as he observed the plant life, he could see harmless animals on them.

There was a tap on Kyle's shoulder, he turned his head slightly to see who it was, Stan was behind him, watching him as he took care of the plants. Stan smiled as he bowed, he took Kyle's hand and lightly kissed the back of it.

Stan: "Good morning, your majesty."