DAMN RIGHT I'm diggin' these Nikolai/Kirill parallels. Watch it, baby; any more of that hot stuff and I'll be forced to drag you into the medley of my brain, wherein can be found strange voices, dark shadows, and a half-conceived story consisting of two thieves-in-law and the illicit abuse of a Russian tourniquet. IT AIN'T NICE IN THERE, SUNSHINE.

Also, I would straddle pianos with you all day long, fyi. ♥