Tovarich

Blade gulped and said as steadily as possible, “I'm looking for work, tovarich.” The sneer increased, exposing more of the yellow upper teeth, as the leathery face moved forward to intimidate, “I'm not your tovarich, maggot!”

So when he got his hands on that cocaine, he decided to play a little game with the tovarich fellow.

What possible reason would anyone have for sabotaging your parachute, tovarich?

It's our own Russian tovarich, Dimitri, an authority on woodland and shrubs.