“What you got there partner?
“I saw you hiding something.”
“I do not know what you are talking about.”
Napoleon grinned. Illya should know better than try to hide something from here, it always caused a mystery he couldn’t resist.
Moving over to Illya’s desk, sitting over the mysterious drawer.
“So there nothing you don’t want me to see in this drawer.”
“Napoleon, I’m busy.”
Yanking the drawer open, he began laughing. “All this for a Twinkle.”
Illya turned bright red. “I like them.”