Only in a submarine...We had our go rounds with the Rooskies there too.
At least in the surface fleet when we'd have a Sunday BBQ on steel beach, and the Russians would come alongside close...we could see they were drinking beer.
Late afternoon we'd all go topside and moon each other before separating.
Then come early Monday morning it'd be back to fun and games.
For some reason we fell into that routine of taking Sunday's off.