Misha opens the door and walks into the bark, wearing a grey suit and a big hat that is covering his eyes...his smokes his pipe and slowly comes close to the bar tender...his lifts his eyes up and looks straight at the bar tenders’ eyes recognizing a familiar face:

- hey Joseph....nice place your having....hows business?

the bar tender looks stunned! his eyes got bigger then beer the cup his holding:

- brother?! OH MY GOD! what r u doing here?!?!?!?!

he jumps above the bar and gives a huuugeeee hug to Misha:

- wow! I can't believe my eyes! when did u come back?! come come let's sit....oh and btw...it's Joe...not Joseph hehe

- well u always be Joseph for me little brother bring me something to drink and I’ll tell u all....u can drink beer now right?

- yea sure' it's been legal for couple of years back....but hey! tell me all! where have u been all these years?!

Misha sits down near the table...taking his hat off and putting his pipe away....Joe sits in front of him anger to hear Misha's story, he still excited from the shocking appearing of his big brother in his bar. Misha leans back on the chair and speaks to his brother:

- well what can i say...there is no place like home! i was in Europe brother, working in many countries was doing jobs for different kinds of ppl...was very cool! lots of travel, lots of new places, new ppl, new cultures...stuff like u know

- wow! sounds great! what exactly were u doing there? and why didn't u make contact?!?! even once?!

- mmmmm well ur by brother so I’ll tell ya....I was killing ppl...

- pffffffffffffffffffffff yea right! and was the president meanwhile...

Misha's face looks serious, he didn't move a muscle, just stared at his brother who realized his not joking

- wait a minute....r u serious?!

- yep....

- oh dear god! what u mean? like a hitman?

- that is correct....

- oh my god! this is heavy...why?! I mean....why u picked such a strange job?! not mansion about dangerous!

- it's a tough world little brother, and I had no choice...i was running out of money and some guy i knew suddenly offered me big amount of cash if I’ll remove his wife's lover, that was my first job, i have some skills cuz when u left Russia and went to America with our parents i joined the red army

and served 2 years! i was the first jew who ever made to "Spetz-Naz" i'm very skilled. well anyway...I took this lover out with no problems...it's not hard in Germany,  it's crazy out there! ppl disappear all the time, and i got like 10 grand for this...so i thought...why not making a career of this?!

after some time I got a job from the first job guy's friend who had lost his daughter in a tragic car accident...the driver was drunk and drove above the speed limit, but he got away from punishment cuz he was a national-socialist party member, so the father was seeking for some revenge and offered me

this job to kill this murderer, I took the job, did it smoothly easily without making a noise, after that job my name moved around I started making a name of myself...eventually i found myself working FOR the national-socialists...removing there political rivals.

- oh man....ur crazy! so....hows Germany? u met Hitler?!

- well I didn't actually met him...i saw him once in a while but i think he didn't know about my existence...

- what u mean?

- when I started making a name for myself i decided to work under radar...that means none really knew me or saw me, I had a sidekicks who were meeting with the clients and deliver me the jobs.

- wow so none knew who u really was?!

- nope....

- sound wise brother....so hows Germany? is it really that awful?

- well it's not that bad actually...nice food really nice ppl...clean, polite, smart, almost pitty such nation lost the war....mmmm crazy sports fan! had found myself talking about the world cup in 34 and about Berlin 36 and of course arguing about the Joe Leuis vs. Max Schmeling fight, they sure that

it was fix by the mafia here....german ppl r nice but they think we're strange cuz our world heavyweight champion is black, our best athlete also black, and our top move maker is jewish, but besides that they r great!

- so what brings u back?

- well it started to be risky for ppl like us in germany and europe in generally...someone was talking about my jewish routs....so i wacked him down and left germany to the land of oppertunities hehe

- and what u gonna do here? same things?

- yea why not? this country looks like a zoo anyway! i think i can fit in here but u know...ur the only one here who know what i'm doing, there I was simply the best!

I was the best cuz i didn't get caught or photographed, none saw my face, I never met a client, my sidekicks were blind so they never saw so they can't tell anything about me, and here I'm hoping to do the same way!

- mmmmm ok although I disagree....ur my big brother I'll always got ur back....

- that's good to here....so!....is there anyone interesting i can meet in ur bar?