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
