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(sorry about this one. It wrote itself. I couldn't resist)
“Are you sure about this Napoleon?”
Illya was clearly unsure. Napoleon grinned impishly.
“Absolutely, nothing to worry about. I come here all the time. It’s a great way to relax after a heavy workout.”
“Napoleon, I’d sooner shower. What is so great about a sauna? I dislike hot temperatures.”
Napoleon opened a door and shoved his partner through.
“Through that other door there. Trust me, Illya. Have I ever steered you wrong?”
“Frequently!” Illya stepped through the door. He was met with a bevy of elderly ladies with easels. The teacher steered him to a chair.
“Welcome to our life-drawing class!”
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