You: Watson, so nice to see you
Stranger: Hello Holmes. I assume this is important?
You: Well I would like to know where you have been for the last three days?
Stranger: Look, just because you've come up with another ridiculous case, doesn't mean that I should jump in headfirst with you
You: Watson!
You: But Anderson would be as helpless as a newborn without me
You: And I need my blogger!
Stranger: Blast it Holmes! But this is the last time, understood?
You: Mmm...ofcourse...
You: You never did answer my question though
You: Were you with that Sarah girl again?
You: *shudder*
Stranger: If you must know, yes, I've been seeing her.
Stranger: She is different you know
You: You are of course aware of her...nightly activities?
Stranger: Naturally. Though I do prefer that not come up in conversation. Or be your only impression of het
Stranger: her*
You: Oh? So you approve of her servicing patients after hours behind the clinic?
You: How very open-minded of you
Stranger: Hardly, but I don't own the poor girl and she needs the money
You: Well that is a very modern view
You: She hadn;t brought marriage up in a conversation yet then?
You: You, being her soldier in a shining tank
You: Taking her away from the streets
Stranger: No, I don't think she's exactly ready to settle down
You: Hm *smirk*
Stranger: And it really is superb that you find this all so amusing
You: What if I told you I caught a whiff of a very familiar aftershave on the gir last time I was here
You: Familiar from a certain brain-damaged policeman
Stranger: Not him again
You: Goes by the name of Anderson
You: Yes him!
Stranger: Yes, you've mentioned him. Holmes, what have you gotten yourself into this time?
You: John you can;t keep relations with someone involved with Anderson!
You: It's just unsanitary
You: You don't know where he's been'
You: I mean, I know, but you don;t
Stranger: Very well. Though you owe me for this one
You: Well why should I?
You: Its only healthy
You: I need my blogger to be available at all times, and not busy with an Anderson infested harlot
Stranger: Yes, but you've also convinced me to leave yet another girl.
You: I pride myself on keeping you pure
You: Or as pure as Three-Continents Watson can be by now
Stranger: And on scaring away anyone who shows any interest in me
You: I care for your purity lets just say
You: Well I can;t very well let you gallivate into the sunset ith someone now can I?
Stranger: Or just for making me miserable. If I didn't know any better, I'd think you're jealous
You: Have I ever denied such notion?
You: Your time is mine, Your blogging skills are mine, we have a skull together
You: think of the skull John
Stranger: No, but you're hardly the type to admit it either
You: He would be ever so sad if Daddy left us
Stranger: Yes, yes, I know. Alright, Holmes. We'll do it your way.
You: Ofcourse we will *satisfied smirk*
Stranger: *rolls my eyes and grabs my bag*
You: Tell me John what do you know of Beauty pageants?
Stranger: Not very much. My mother never entered me in one.
You: Oh don;t be sad
You: Although I'm sure your sheer sweater-covered cuteness would have landed you first place
Stranger: Yes alright, but what's the point here?
You: A beauty queen runner up was murdered in her room yesterday night, and the police needs help investigating who did it
You: So
You: We are going to infiltrate the pageant
Stranger: You must be out of your mind. Neither of us is a woman!
You: Well look at me John! I have the hips and cheekbones for it
Stranger: No. No. No, Holmes, this is a bad idea
You: All we need is a trip to a stylist, I'm sure MYcroft can arrange for one
You: And you can be my husband, there to cheer and ward off perverts
You: I shall also need duct tape...lota and lots of duct tape
