Why haven't you given me my pen yet?

-SH

What? I'm on a date; I've been gone half an hour.

-JW

It's not my fault you weren't here when I asked you to get my pen.

-SH

…Ok, I'm ignoring you now.

-JW

Which one are you with tonight? The nurse? You could have a less boring conversation with my pen.

-SH

John. John. John. John.

-SH

WHAT?

-JW

I need my pen, John.

-SH

It's in your coat pocket, isn't it?

-JW

No. It's all the way on the other end of the table. I'm far too involved in this case to get it.

-SH

BUT NOT TO TEXT ME A MILLION TIMES?!

-JW

I've only texted you seven times, including this one. Don't be dramatic, John.

-SH

Oh, I'm the dramatic one, am I? Turning off my phone now, Sherlock.

-JW

The safety of our client depends on you getting me my pen.

-SH

What? I'm on my way! Why didn't you tell me that in the first place?

-JW

I was trying to use a coded message, but apparently being around women makes you incapable of understanding something that complex.

-SH

Oh, shut up. It's not a big deal. She was probably about to break up with me, anyway.

-JW

Of course she was. It's not very chivalrous to text your flatmate through your entire date, you know.

-SH

I don't know why I put up with you.

-JW

Yes, you do.

-SH