This time Napoleon arrived wearing a New York Jets jacket.
"Let me guess. You want to introduce me to another American sport," Illya said as he moved aside to allow his partner into his apartment.
"That's why you are such a good UNCLE agent, tovarisch. You catch on quickly."
"I do not suppose you would forget this if I ask."
"It's the fall, and almost every American male will be watching their favorite team this afternoon. I have tickets on the fifty-yard line. You don't know what I had to do to score these for us."
"I hate to ask."