Note: This is part of a series. Read part one here.

I looked to my left and right. I was flanked by two British diplomats and an Arab (unknown country of origin), all of whom were surrounded by Eastern European hookers. This was the B Hush bar’s rooftop lounge, Velyka Zhytomyrska Street, 2А, Kiev, Ukraine, and the night was getting interesting.

What makes a good spy bar? Unusually, a high-priced drink menu (to keep locals out), good local security, and an owner or manager who caters to diplomats’ need for discretion. These seem to be among the top traits, in my opinion.

The problem? Most these places are wide-open hunting grounds for the experienced enemy counter-intelligence professional. But I’m not giving a lesson on covert intelligence gathering; I’m not qualified to do so anyway, as I’m just a former SEAL with a bunch of spy friends who talk too much. Tonight, I was out to have fun with my Kiev friends, and see how many crazy spies I could spot.