Your colonel had disappeared again, so you hoped you'd gone back to the bar to look for him. As expected, he was there, apparently taking a break from his paperwork. This time, he wasn't acting rowdy, but rather a little pathetic. He voluntarily went with you to the car. When you got in, you sat in the backseat next to Koenig. He rested his head on your shoulder, and after a couple of minutes, he snuggled close to you and asked:

Konig: "Can I get a kiss from you?... Please... Just one..."

He reeked of alcohol, so much so that we had to open all four windows in the car, and you sat next to him.