section7mfu | Check Mate - A Little Drabble Do Ya

“If it’s all right with you I’m going to take a rain check on dinner.”

Illya cocked his head to one side, the meaning of Napoleon’s sentence a mysterious code to the Russian agent.

Napoleon recognized the confusion on his partner’s face. It was a familiar expression these days.

“A rain check is a … a … it means we can do it later.”

Blue eyes showed none of the strain of trying to decipher American colloquialisms, but the intensity of the man was evident.

“Ah, a delay. In that case, I need a rain check on typing your reports.”