Hi, everyone. This is an idea that I got while at work. I am not sure I can make a whole fic out of it but at least I got this chapter. I literally wrote it in two minutes. Hope you enjoy it :)
[Bart's morgue]
Molly: So, bad day, was it?
Sherlock [writing in his notepad]: I need to know what bruises form in the next 20 minutes. A man's alibi depends on it. Text me.
Molly: Sure. Listen, I was wondering. Maybe...
Sherlock [raising his head to look at her]: Oh, you're wearing lipstick. [Smiling] You weren't wearing lipstick before.
Molly [shrugging]: I just refreshed it a bit.
Sherlock [shaking himself mentally]: Sorry, you were saying?
Molly: So I was wondering if you'd like to have coffee.
Sherlock: Oh, um...yes, sure. Why not? I mean, I know this place near Bart's. I know the owner, too. They make excellent coffee, we can go during your lunch break if you...
Molly [surprised]: What? No, no, no [laughing] I didn't mean that we, oh, God, no. I was going to make me a cup of coffee and I just thought of asking whether you want me to make you one as well. I know you are not fond of the canteen's coffee. [Whispering] I have my secret stash.
Sherlock [disappointed]: Oh, you meant...that. Um, no, thanks.
Molly [cheerfully]: Okay. See you.
Sherlock [shouting at the empty morgue after Molly left]: WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!