"Kalashnikov's", Zvezdny Gorodok

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Katz was smoking a cigarette, now positioned behind the bar mixing drinks for the numerous officers that were walking in. Some surprised to see a man of his standing with shirt sleeves rolled up and black waistcoat undone, fixing drinks.

It was the Coalition, and there were no tasks so demeaning that they couldn't be shared.

The Barmaid was sitting off to one side, handling other orders, as Katz swept out another round of drinks.

He paused in front of Nichole, grinning at her as he puffed on the cig, pushing it around to the corner of his mouth. "You know you are always missed around here Nikki," he said topping up a glass for her and setting it down.

"Have you met Stenka?" he gestured to the young Lt. Commander standing next to her. "You really should ask why he has the nickname Xopek..."

He moved down the bar, picking out another set of bottles and mixed 2 ounces of Dark rum, to matching Pinapple juice fresh in from Canaria. He eyed the drink and added an ounce of Vodka, and then 1/2 an ounce of Grenadine. Shaking it up well.

"Take this over to Mao over there, tell him it is a Force 12 from the Klash... and warn him, it hits like a tonne of bricks!"

"Ha!" the barmaid said. "Don't you know a real man's drink?"

Katz pondered that a moment, before mixing an equal part Rumple Minze to Vodka, serving it over ice.

"Russian Ice," he said. Ashing his cigarette and plopping it down before Lt. Commander Razin.

Finally he turned to Yuri... "And you, Comrade, what can a Commissar get for you today?" He reached out for the remote and turned up the music in the bar as he did so.

Music

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