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“Ready Tovarisch?”
Illya nodded.
Beyond the door, the agents heard screaming. The sound sent a shiver down the Russian’s spine and he instinctively backed up to the wall. He had no idea how he’d managed to get into this situation.
As the screaming died down, the door opened and a woman beckoned Illya out. Beyond the door they heard an announcement.
“I’m sure you’ll all enjoy what we have for you next.”
Illya followed the woman and soon after, the screaming resumed.
Solo adjusted his bow-tie, satisfied that he’d gotten Illya involved in the U.N.C.L.E. ‘Win a Date’ Charity Auction.
Illya nodded.
Beyond the door, the agents heard screaming. The sound sent a shiver down the Russian’s spine and he instinctively backed up to the wall. He had no idea how he’d managed to get into this situation.
As the screaming died down, the door opened and a woman beckoned Illya out. Beyond the door they heard an announcement.
“I’m sure you’ll all enjoy what we have for you next.”
Illya followed the woman and soon after, the screaming resumed.
Solo adjusted his bow-tie, satisfied that he’d gotten Illya involved in the U.N.C.L.E. ‘Win a Date’ Charity Auction.
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Date: 2014-10-15 05:32 pm (UTC)