Katarzyna Kozlov was sitting quietly at a table in the mess. She had barely spoken to anyone since her arrival, but Hawkeye and Trapper were more than impressed by her work. She was an unbelievably good surgeon and she worked fast. She showed no weakness. And unlike Frank Burns, the noise in the OR never bothered her. She could work in quiet or during the loudest bombing in history. Trapper and Hawkeye watched her for a moment. She was reading a new version of a surgeon's text book and had barely even touched her tray of food, which was nearly empty anyway.

She didn't even look up when the two Captains came over and sat down in front of her. "You don't like the food?" Trapper asked, grinning.

Katarzyna cocked her head a bit, frowning, but she smiled a bit then. "I guess it's fine if you don't have taste buds," she replied, pushing it aside and laying down her book. "So... You are Captains McIntyre and Pierce. I've heard a lot of your pranks actually. You'd be surprised how much of it gets around in the army."

"Really? We're that famous? Why don't they give us discharges then?" Hawkeye inquired.

"Because you're good surgeons," she answered simply. "But you already knew that, didn't you? I know you do because it happens that I've heard a lot from Major Burns and Major Houlighan."

"What all did they tell you?"

"Mostly about you and your charm held over the nurses in this unit," Katarzyna replied simply. "But trust me. Everyone has something out of their reach, Captains. And I'm not interested in either of you." She smiled and stood. "Stick to the others. From what Major Houlighan tells me, majors just seem a little out of reach, if you know what I mean."

Trapper stopped her with a hand on her arm. "What'd she tell you?"

"Well, it wasn't too hard to figure out they're the... entertainment in this outfit. However, Major Houlighan is in love with every General she's ever met, I believe. General Hammond, for example," Katarzyna whispered. "You might have to wait until you're Generals with her. For me, I'm just not interested falling in love ten thousand miles away from home with two men I've never even met before. Excuse me. I've gotta get to the post op. It's my shift."

"Boy, would I like to share a shift with her..." Trapper muttered, watching her leave.

Hawkeye nodded in agreement. "Yeah, but she's out of reach, or so she says. What do you say we show her we can reach anyone?"

"How? She's a new one. We've got to break her in first."

"So we'd better get started."

They jumped up and ran towards the post op. Katarzyna stood over one of the surgical cases she did alone. The patient was awake and Major Burns stood with her. "He's a troublemaker, saying I'm a Communist when I'm a Major in the US army, proud of it!" Frank exclaimed.

"He's wounded and if you go attacking any patient, I'll just have to go to General Hammond and see what he can do about replacing second in command at the 4077th," Katarzyna replied coolly. "It's my shift now. Get out."

"You can't tell me what to do! Not in that tone. I'll put you on report."

"For what?"

Frank glared at her for several minutes, searching for anything he could possibly say, then he turned and ran out of the post op to go find Margeret. Katarzyna smiled a bit at Hawkeye and Trapper. "What now? Asking me out or is this a new idea you've come up with?"

"Well, we're having a poker game tonight and wondered if you would like to join us," Trapper announced.

"Really? Why didn't you ask me when we were in the mess tent then?"

"We just decided."

Katarzyna nodded in disbelief. "I'm sorry, but I'll have to pass for tonight. Perhaps another time."