"Napoleon, have you finished that report yet?"
Solo looked up at Lisa Rogers, who'd just entered his office.
"Almost," he replied." I need to tidy up some loose ends."
"To quote Mr Waverly, 'we have deadlines for a reason. Tell Mr Solo to get his finger out'."
Napoleon crinkled his nose in annoyance.
"Illya is better at this than me," he complained. "He knows how to set the facts out in a more coherent way."
"Well, he's not so injured that he can't operate a typewriter," Lisa stated.
"You're right! And it's not like he has anything else to do."