"Dally Sonovan."
"Nooooooo, 's not that."
"'tis that."
"Nooooooo, 's Dolly Sanavan."
"But tha's like the sheep. You know... Dolly. The twin thingy."
"Ohhhh. But tha's not a sheep. 's a ... um ... a ... cloud! 's fluffy, 's white an' 's ... um, soft!"
"But the news papers say 's a sheep."
"Hmph... wha' do they know? I say 's a cloud."
"Ok. Fiiiiiinnnnnne. So ... nex' name?"
"Um ... Leg Gestrade."
*Giggle. Snort. Giggle. Poke*
"Hudson ... wha's her firs' name?"
"Dunno. I've never asked. You should have asked."
"Why me? Never mind. We'll call her ... Hissrs Mudson."
"Hissrs... hic ... heeheehe ... Mudson."
"Don' laugh. Why 're you laughin'?"
"I dunno."
"Holly Mooper."
"'s not too bad."
"Mmhmm. 's good."
"Hycroft Molmes."
"Molmes. Tha's not nice. Tha's horren ... horr ... tha's very very bad."
"'m gonna sleeeeeep."
"What? Why? Don' sleeeeeep. I'll be alone."
"Sleep with me then."
"Wasn't spossed to come out like that."
"I don' mind."
"Peeeple will talk."
"They do little else."
"Are you sleepin'?"
"Jaaaaaaaawwwwwwnnnnnn."
"Wha ... whuzzit ... 'm wake. Wha's goin' on?"
"You slept."
"You woke me up! Whyyyyyy?"
"'Cause I was borrrrred."
"Lessss play a game."
"Oooookaaayyy. What shall we play?"
"Uhhh ooooh. She'looock, I've just found somethin' out."
"Reeeeaaallyyyy? What?"
"We're ... um... we're... wined."
"Wined? But we're drinkin' ... scossshhh."
"Nopppe. It's red see?"
"But tha's the caaapet."
"No 's not."
"Oooh nooo. Jaaawwwnnn. We're drinking bloooood."
"We're vaaamps ... no, vaaarpres? We're like EDWARD?"
"Who's Edward? Jaaawnnn, you've a boyfriend?"
"Noooo. That's Bella's boyfriend. Not miiiinnne."
"Oh. Ok. Tha's gooood."
"Ohhhhh looook. 's Leg. Wha's he doin' here?"
"An' Hissrs Mudson."
"An' Hycroft."
"An' Holly."
"Noooo. Tha's Dolly."
"Okaaaay. I don' know the diffensssse between them anyway. They all look the saaamee."
"Mrs.Hudson, how long do you think they'll last before collapsing?"
"I don't know, Molly dear. Knowing these both, they'll sleep only when they've finished all the bottles."
"Sally, what are you doing?"
"This video, sir, is blackmail. It'll be good to get the freak back, once in a while."
"Yes. God knows it's time for my brother to learn his lesson. After all drinking through two bottles of wine, one bottle of scotch and one bottle of whiskey is a little too much even with the help of Dr.Watson."
"Who knew leaving Sherlock Holmes and John Watson alone with alcohol could have this result?"
"And all we wanted was to have a quiet little party. And we hadn't even planned on inviting these two."
"Exactly. Which is the reason Sherlock 'deduced' that we weren't planning on sharing and decided to indulge with John."
"Jaaawnnn. What are they doin'?"
"Jaaawnnn!!!"
"Jaaaaaaaawwwwwwnnnnnn!!!"
"Fiiiiiinnnnnne. I'll sleep with you."
*Thud. Snort. Snooore*
"Do you think we should wake them? They won't appreciate waking tangled up in each other. On the floor, too."
"No. They won't. But they did drink our wine."
"And our scotch."
"And our whiskey."
"Well then. Goodnight 'gentlemen'. Enjoy waking up in the morning."
"Oh, I would love to see their faces in the morning."
"Maybe we should leave a video camera on to rec ..."
*Voices fade. Footsteps echo. Laughter continues*