"Boy it's suddenly cold outside!" The exclamation could be heard from across the room as a young Section III declared the weather report to a group of secretaries. The all agreed with him, offering to help keep him warm after a round of drinks at a nearby bar.
"Did you see that? He just waltzes in here and gets more attention than… than…"
"Than you?" Illya's smile held more satisfaction than normal, something that made Napoleon Solo want to retract his verbal observation.
"Well, maybe… After all, I am senior agent…"
"By two years. Yes, we're all very aware Napoleon."