Illya was still sure that his three fellow agents were up to something, but what? Maybe they told the truth about wanting to try the various odd dishes. April was certainly enthusiastic enough about the vegetarian feast and Mark had tried as many variations of gooey duck clams as Illya himself had.
Napoleon had to literally close his eyes before he could eat the clams, which immensely amused Illya. Sitting back with a cup of tea, he reconsidered. Perhaps they were betting which of them would be willing to try as many different foods as he would? That sounded feasible.
