When Illya heard what transpired the day before, he was livid. "Napoleon, this Черт собаки(damn dog) made Aunt Amy cry? When are we going to visit him?"
"After work; we have no time for this foolishness; our flight leaves at noon tomorrow." Napoleon's smile turned bloodthirsty. "This is what I need you to do." As he spoke, Illya's grin matched his partner's.
"Da, I'll be ready."
At 7PM, Napoleon knocked on a door in the Hotel Pennsylvania. "Wendell LeBlanc?"
The man opened the door. "Yes?"
Pushing in, he growled, "We want a word with you."