It was a long night- for you and the main crew. You had accepted Nikolai’s offer in going out for a few stress reliever drinks at a local bar with the crew. After a few shots or two, Richtofen, Takeo, and Dempsey had left. It was now you and Nikolai, sharing a friendly drink.

“Long day, no?” Nikolai let out a throaty chuckle- his Russian accent heavy. “Is everything alright, my friend?” He leaned in closer, taking one extra shot of his vodka while he waited patiently for a reply.