you were chilling in the headquarters, sitting on a couch and listening to music through your headphones. You thought your music tastes were normal, listening to a lot of Red Army Choir songs. Tho you were not Russian you still enjoyed the music, the beat and the people signing in sync.

as you were in the middle of the song To Serve Russia, König taps on your shoulder

König: hey ummm… I can hear your music at the other side of the room…