Kuryakin walked into his office, grinning from ear to ear.
“What’s got you so happy tovarisch?”
“A commercial on the agent lounge television that finally explains why women are drawn to you.”
“Oh really,” Napoleon snickered.
“It was for Brylcreem, which I know you use.”
“Keeps my hair well groomed. Though you probably wouldn’t know about that.”
“Tsk. The commercial insinuates that Brylcreem users will get attention from the ladies. If directions are not followed, using more will cause women to attack you.”
“Darn!” Napoleon snapped his fingers with a chuckle.” My secret’s out. I use two dabs every day.”