"Who's Yuri?" Ivanov was asking, looking perplexed. Sully and Thebes glanced at each other, not sure whether to laugh or change the subject. They had heard Tal speak of Yuri before, but never in Ivanov's presence.
"You know - that bug living up your ass," Tal said, laughing so hard he could barely get the words out. "Yuri Gagarin. How's he doing?"
Ivanov swayed, his arm still on Sully for balance, a pensive frown etched in his face. There was a long pause. "He's good," Ivanov finally said, his voice booming and jovial, "but he'd be better if he didn't have to look at your ugly face every day."