"In the meantime, I prefer to think that anyone who shows up will behave, and focus my energies on preparing the entertainment for the festivities." Koschei smiled again, the ruthlessness fading away under the cheerful exuberance of anticipation.
"There are mortar racks over there that need kleeted together, and set up along the long axis of the platform before they're loaded." He nodded towards the stacks of racks, and rummaged in one of the drawers of his work-bench, pulling out a handful of laminated sheets. "Shall we start with that?"