The assignment had gone well and as the cleanup crew arrived, they headed toward food. Illya had insisted he couldn't wait another minute and laughing Napoleon let him lead the way.
Not all the Thrush agents had been captured but the important ones were and taken to headquarters.
"Well tovarisch. We're both in one piece, my suit is intact and we even managed to miss no meals. I'd called this a success."
"Some of their agents escaped," Illya reminded him.
"Can we keep some positive thoughts going here? For once, let's celebrate without your pessimism."
"Just saying."
"Shut-up and eat, Illya."