Date: 2019-11-02 02:45 pm (UTC)
Illya's complexion was not its usual pale self, instead his face had become slightly rubicund; he was looking rather disheveled with his tie undone and his shirt half pulled out of his trousers

"Why are you red in the face," Solo asked as his partner stepped into the elevator beside him before the doors silently closed.

"Because that lunatic Samantha in translations is chasing after me again. I never knew a woman could move that fast in high heels and a pencil skirt.

"Why don't you just go out with her and get it over with?"

"Napoleon, if I made that mistake then she would never leave me alone, ever."

"Tovarisch, she's gorgeous. Just take her to bed."

"Have at her yourself my friend, perhaps you will become her new obsession?"

"Obsession you say, well ahem, then never mind." Together they exited the elevator, heading to their office where the door could be locked safely from the inside.

"I think I need to report her to security, she practically attacked me in the map room."

"Do you really want word of that to get out?" Napoleon laughed.

"Why not, if I did the same to her as she did to me, I would be brought up on charges. There should not be a double standard here."
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