“What are you doing Napoleon?” Illya asked his partner who had a pencil in his mouth while leaning back in the chair thinking.
“Making a list.”
“What is on this list that so important that you are not working on those files.?”
Napoleon held up a piece of junk mail that offered a dozen roses for only $5.99.
“Need to decided how many of these I need to order to ensure dates for the next month.” He explained before adding a new name on the list.
Shaking his head, Illya asked “You are not serious, are you?”
“What do you mean?”
“The ad says for your special someone. You are making a list.”
“They're all special.”
“If you say so. Do the women agree?”
The door to the office slid open admitting an angry secretary who slammed a box of chocolate on Napoleon's desk.
“I don't appreciate the fact that Sarah and Michelle received the same thank you gift. You said I was special. You can forget about our date next week.” The secretary yelled as she stormed out of the office.
Hearing a smirk, Napoleon rounded on his partner.
“Say one thing and you'll be on night duty for the next month.”
“Not saying a word,” Illya replied smiling as he went back to his files.