Napoleon

A few days ago, my family and I made a visit to Sam's. Mostly we go there to get the three gallons of milk that we drink each week, but we do walk around and have fun creating plans of what we would do with this or that.
Well, we had seen a vacuum cleaner that looked cool and useful -way more useful than the one we had, but there were none in stock. I took the magnetic sign off of the shelf and carried it around until I asked a worker where they were. She said, "I'm not really sure. You could go ask someone at the napoleon and I bet they could help." I shook my head and started to walk away. then I thought, "Waffle, I'm not really sure what a napoleon is, but I should watch Napoleon Dynamite tonight." I walked back over and asked, "I'm sorry, where did you say I could find someone to help?" She said, "You know, at the napoleon. It is up at the front of the store where someone is always standing." I wasn't real sure what she meant until The Babe said, "Oh alright," and then grabbed my arm to move me. I looked down at The Babe with a confused expression and she said, "By napoleon, she meant the podium."
I guess this proves that The Babe has worked too long teaching over there at the Park. And wouldn't you know it, she is bilingual after all. She knows English and a language known as Jive Turkey.