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"Napoleon, Mr. Waverly wants you in his office. Now."
Illya thought Lisa Rogers had an off-putting manner about her. He wondered if she was carrying a load of resentment at being confined to Headquarters in spite of being qualified as a Section II after her stint at Survival School.
"Lisa, you look especially pretty… today." Illya knew she didn't like him very much, perhaps one of Napoleon's ploys would garner some good will.
"So do you Illya. Now, Napoleon needs to hustle."
Rude. The woman was rude.
Why then did Illya feel compelled to bridge the gap?
Why indeed.

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