The worst part of a stakeout, for Illya, was all the waiting that it involved; especially if it was his partner he was waiting for. Scanning his surroundings, Illya was beginning to wonder what had become of Napoleon. He had been gone for far too long.
Finally, after what had felt like an eternity, Napoleon appeared from around the corner. He dashed over to the car and quickly climbed in.
“Where have you been?” Illya demanded.
“I was only gone ten minutes, Tovarisch,” Solo replied, with a sigh. “Now, do you want turkey on rye or cheese salad on white?”
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Finally, after what had felt like an eternity, Napoleon appeared from around the corner. He dashed over to the car and quickly climbed in.
“Where have you been?” Illya demanded.
“I was only gone ten minutes, Tovarisch,” Solo replied, with a sigh. “Now, do you want turkey on rye or cheese salad on white?”
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Date: 2017-03-02 07:03 pm (UTC)He doesn't like being kept waiting for his lunch, LOL.