Illya entered the office at the end of Napoleon cancelling a date with the new girl from the lab.
"Why?" he asked.
Lifting his head, Napoleon's eyes were red, nose was running, and his breathing was ragged. "I caught a cold."
"Should you be in medical? You look horrible."
"Thanks partner, but I'll just get though it without their help."
His comment ended with a long coughing fit after which he couldn't catch his breath.
"I'm doing well, no need for a doctor." Napoleon started coughing again.
A knowing look from Illya, and Napoleon said, "I surrender. Take me to medical."