section7mfu | The Randomness of Life Chapter 54~ for A Little Drabble Do Ya, Wednesday drabble challenge 8/7

Prompted by the poem1 "On A Picture of a black centaur"~William Butler Yeats

What wholesome sun has ripened is wholesome food to eat,

Napoleon Solo stared across the table at his gorgeous dining companion. She was brunette, svelt and unfortunately, Alexander Waverly’s niece.

He wasn’t sure why the Old Man charged him with keeping her entertained, knowing the Solo reputation as an incorrigible ladies man.

Who was he to refuse the request of his boss.

I bring full-flavoured wine out of a barrel found

He filled her glass again from the bottle of Brunello di Montalcino, a red wine from the vineyards of Montalcino in Italy. It was limpid and had a brilliant garnet color, much like her eyes as they reflected in the candlelight.

“Napoleon Solo, are you trying to get me drunk?” Maude smiled
.

And there is none so fit to keep a watch and keep

“Would that I could Maude dear,” he smiled charmingly. “But I’ve made a promise... have to behave myself.”

“I won’t tell,” she pouted.

He closed his eyes, forcing himself to refuse something too good to be true.

“Aw Napoleon, I was just teasing. Wouldn’t want you to lose your job...”