Twelve Days of Christmas, MFU style - Ninth Day

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"How's your arm, Illya?"

"Nothing serious. Only a few stitches, Mark."

"I suppose it was too much to hope that THRUSH would stay quiet during the holidays."

"Regardless, that's one nest of birds that won't be causing us trouble in the New Year now, April. I'm glad my partner's aim was better than Medonovich's was."

"I think we should give Illya a pass on his lyric after the day he's had."

"While I thank you for that thought, I think a restful evening with friends will not be too stressful for me."

"What is it that you have planned, darling?"

"I suppose I might as well give these to you now. By the time I am released, we will not have long to get ready. Here."

"Very festive envelopes with . . . tickets? Illya - are you joking?"

"Not that I am aware of, April. You do not like it?"

"Whoa - easy on hugging the Russian there, April. He bruises easily - plus that whole bit about just getting stitches."

"Oops - sorry. But you have no idea how long I've wanted to the Rockette's Christmas show. Any time I've thought about going before, something always came up that I couldn't make it."

"I haven't seen it myself since I was . . . I suppose I was around eight."

"Let me guess, Napoleon. Aunt Amy?"

"Right on the money. She told me she had wanted to be a Rockette herself, but she didn't meet their height requirement. She still loves their shows though."

"One thing we know even before seeing it? Illya has definitely completed the 'nine ladies dancing' line."

"By using ladies dancing in a line. Very appropriate."

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Clever clever!