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

Another New Year’s Eve, and Illya not having plans as usual, manned the communications desk at headquarters, monitoring a few other areas as well.

He volunteered year after year as New Years here just did not catch his interest.  Every woman he did know already had a date, and he simply would not be set up with one by his partner, usually she would be a dizzy chatterbox of a blonde who had only one thing in mind. Not that he was against casual sex, but he just preferred to know a woman a bit longer than a single date before he went to bed with her. Napoleon often childed him that relationships were a luxury an agent couldn't afford, but Kuryakin stuck to his guns for the most part.

Sometimes he did not understand Napoleon’s taste in women, well maybe he did since his partner was quite the lover and the women he dated knew it...

Illya decided he was better off here at headquarters, and besides it would give the night off to those members of the staff who wanted to celebrate the new year.