Hearing their door open, Illya quickly closed his desk drawer grabbing a report before him.
Although he was quick, Napoleon saw. Knowing he would get no place asking the Russian what he was hiding, he hid his curiosity.
Napoleon crossed the room and sat on the edge of Illya’s desk right over the drawer.
“Yes?” Illya eyed his partner.
Napoleon suddenly pulled open the drawer finding bags of Halloween candy.
Sighing, “Oh, Illya?”
“It was on clearance. Would you like a piece of Candy?” he offered.
Smiling Napoleon accepted knowing his partner’s past would always direct his actions.