[going to him and shaking hands heartily]
Good-bye, Doc, and God bless you!
VASILI
To our next meeting.
[Exit briskly through the upper doors. As they close behind him, IVANOFF'S manner changes. He goes rapidly to a table, picks up the cigarettes, which are in a large silver open box, and touches the bottle of vodka significantly.]
IVANOFF
I thought so—Russian!
PIKE
What!
IVANOFF