
It was a bright sunny day in New York city, the temperatures were at last comfortable and the humidity gone, at least for now.
Two men, a blond and a brunette walked, or perhaps more aptly, strolled along the sidewalk. Their destination, a small tailor shop only a few blocks away and given that it was finally a pleasant day, they decided to forego a taxi.
“Would that your American summers would always be like this,” the blond mumbled.
“I have to agree with you, this is more comfortable,” Napoleon Solo smiled at a pretty blonde wearing a bright yellow mini-dress as she passed them by.
“No side trips,”Illya warned,”We do have a briefing to attend to as you recall?”
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