A couple of things cross through Hawkeye's mind at once. The first is that he rarely meets anyone as tall as him. The second is that Lev looks like some of the people he saw in New York when they were visiting his Bubbe and the rest of the family as a kid. And the third comes when he actually registers what it is they've said. And well- this lanky fella isn't quite as frilly, but he is just as colourful.

"I'll drink to that- do you drink? Would you like to get a drink with me? Or coffee? They barely have coffee here we're all on rations at the moment- water? No the water's all frozen too- which king are we overthrowing? There's no kings here right now but we could crown one to overthrow him?"