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