As if on cue, the mechanic appeared in the galley.  "Hey," he greeted the cook, "whatever that is, it smells mighty good.  Any chance I could get a bowl?"

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Yuri fished through the refrigerator.  A bottle of [b]Boom Boom Lemon[/b] caught his eye.   He reached for the beverage, then halted as memories of Abby's drink preference crossed the back of his mind.  [i]"Save that for her; she'll want it when she's back,"[/i] he thought as his hand closed around a bottle of [b]Captain Bob's Cola.[/b]  Yuri's toolkit landed on the deck next to his seat at the crew table.  "So," he said to the cook, "I was talking with Edina...Ms. Wyman," he corrected himself.  "Considering what the Captain said about everyone holding pistols when we meet these bikers, we thought it might be smart for some of us to get a little extra gun handling practice.  I hear you're pretty accomplished.  Could you see your way clear to leading us through some training?"

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