This would turn into a bar brawl if no one stopped it, and Hikaru hadn't had enough to drink for a bar brawl to be even remotely worth it. He placed a firm hand on Pavel's shoulder and another against Duncan's, holding him back without too much force.

"Chekov, come on, it's really not worth fighting over. Guys, we're drunk, we're on shore leave, just let it go, alright?"