Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock, Geico, or Breaking Bad. I do not profit from this. This is not an advertisement. This is purely satirical and purely for fun.

A delightful cocktail party, at which many movie and TV stars had gathered, was suddenly interrupted by a blood-curdling shriek, the likes of which one would hear in a horror movie.

All eyes turned to the center of the room to see that the scream had come from Keira Knightley.

"Someone took a slice of the cake!" She screamed. Everyone in the room gasped as they saw that indeed a slice had been cut from the cake. This was incredibly rude, since the cake had not been served yet.

"Who could have done such a thing?" A man gasped.

"I'll get to the bottom of this!" A deep voice announced in a heroic tone. Benedict Cumberbatch stepped toward the cake and examined it closely. Martin Freeman stepped up to join him and passed him a modern magnifying glass. Benedict held the glass in one hand, and stroked his chin with the other. Everyone else in the room stayed silent and watched, waiting to see what he would do.

"Now let's see…" Benedict said musingly. "Marble cake… made with traditional wheat products, so that eliminates half of you in this room as potential suspects, since a good number of you do not like gluten products."

He took another look. "Based on the angle at which the slice was cut, the culprit was right-handed. A common trait for many of you, admitting…"

He thought another second before he continued. "Marshmallow frosting… and I happen to know five of you in this room who have a particular craving for…"

While Benedict continued his ramblings, in the corner of the room, Ronny and Jimmy stood on their stand watching the show.

"You know Ronny," Jimmy said, "folk's who save money by switching to Geico sure are happy."

"How happy are they, Jimmy?" Ronny asked.

Before Ronny could answer, Benedict spoke up again, this time loud enough so the whole room could hear him.

"-meaning that the one who ate the cake was none other than… BRYAN!"

His finger shot out as he pointed across the room at Bryan Cranston. Everyone turned their eyes in his direction to see him hastily trying to wipe a glob of frosting from his chin with a napkin. He stopped when he noticed everyone staring at him.

"Alright. You got me," he admitted. He dropped the napkin and raised his hands in defeat.

"You've done it again, Ben!" Martin shouted, slapping Benedict a high five.

Benedict smiled cheerfully and threw a fist-pump in the air, clearly proud of himself.

Jimmy turned back to Ronny and whispered, "happier than Benedict Cumberbatch solving a mystery."

Both of them got a good laugh before they started playing their guitars as Bryan was lead out of the party by a security guard.

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