Man from U.N.C.L.E. Section VII

Solo and Kuryakin made their way out of the building; as usual Napoleon was untouched, his clothing perfect and not a hair out of place.

Illya however, was covered in dust and debris, his hair was filled with plaster bits. His white shirt was rumpled and grey, his navy blue suit, though ill fitting to Napoleon, might not be salvageable.

“You’re a real mess Illya.”

“No thanks to you. If you had arrived when you should have then I would not have been caught in the explosion.’

“Sorry, your suit’s ruined tovarisch.”

“My suit? This is yours...I borrowed it.”

Napoleon stood in the shadows, watching waiting for the target to appear.

Sitting nearby on a chair outside a cantina an old man played away on a guitar; his fingers deftly plucked away at the strings, creating a melody that could lull you to far away places in your mind.

Solo pulled his attention away from the music as the target stepped into view. He stopped in front of the old man, as the music captivated him. He too was a guitarist and admired the hands that were creating such a beautiful music; it was as if the guitar were weeping.

He suddenly realized those were young hands, and panicked as a pair of blue eyes looked up at him from beneath the grey wig.

Turning to run, he encountered Solo.

“Going somewhere?” Napoleon asked.

“I guess not,” the target replied as Kuryakin stood and handcuffed him.

“Great guitar playing.”

“Thanks,” Illya mumbled.

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.”