"What on earth is that object?" Illya asked. He was watching as Napoleon tossed a small metal disc suspended on a string which, to the Russian's amazement, always came right back to him, just like a boomerang.
"It's called a yo-yo," Napoleon told his partner. "Would you like to try it?"
Illya thought about it for a moment, then shook his head. "No, thank you."
