Napoleon entered the office to see Illya unwrapping a tootsie pop and empty sticks around him.

“Not one to interfere, but what are you doing?”
“Researching this tootsie pop.”
“Why?”
“I want to know.”
“Okay I give. Know what?”
“The ad asks how many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop?”
“And you’ve discovered?”
“I may never know. I continuously bite it before getting there.”
Picking up files, Napoleon walked out the door hearing,
“Odin, dva , tri, chetyre, pyat'.”
Crunch! “Proklyatie ”