"Napoleon in pursuit" ~ for A Little Drabble Do Ya!

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Napoleon Solo was bored. That was obvious as he was flicking paper clips into his ashtray.

“Will you please stop that?” Illya asked. His nose was buried in a book, as usual. “It is rather annoying.”

“I need something to do.”

Kuryakin’s glasses slipped down his nose as he looked across at Solo’s desk.

“Reports perhaps?”

“Tomorrow.”

“I heard there is a new secretary starting today,” Illya said.

“Good idea tovarisch, thanks! See you later.” Napoleon grabbed his jacket and was out the door in a flash.

“Too bad she is married,” Illya snickered. “Though that never stopped him before.”