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As he walked along the hallway, towards his office, Napoleon was beginning to suspect he’d eaten a bad clam the previous evening. This was confirmed when he suddenly vomited. His humiliation, at the loss of his composure and dignity, dispersed extremely quickly when several women ran to him to offer assistance and comfort.

From the other end of the corridor, Illya regarded the scene with wonderment. He wasn’t unsympathetic to his partner’s illness, but he couldn't stop himself from sighing with tedium. Despite looking quite ashen, Solo still winked at Kuryakin, and offered a happy grin.

Illya’s eye roll was inevitable.
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