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This takes place in 1980...
A broad smile split Napoleon's face, turning into a devilish grin. Illya would so appreciate that.
He folded up the newspaper and pressed a button.
“Mandy, please, call Mr. Kuryakin...”
She smiled at the handset... such a gorgeous man... “Immediately, sir!” Mr. Kuryakin... The blond Mr. Kuryakin... She sighed with delight.
***
The Russian scowled at his friend. “Ordinary people happen to work sometimes, Napoleon! I've things...”
“You liked Star Wars... Come on...”
***
Not bad, Illya thought. Especially Yoda... He was quite...
“Size matters not. Look at me. Judge me by my size do you?”
Someone chuckled mischievously next to him.
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