He's stuck in a chair handcuffed to see Irene Adler sitting in John's car.
"I assume your here to entertain me." Says Sherlock
"No,I'm here to entertain myself Mr. Holmes you see as a token of my gratitude for saving me I want something in return."
"Like what?"
"I think you know."
Irene said while releasing Sherlock from his chair she is kneeling seems like she's getting something until she is standing up to face him.
"Don't worry I'll be gentle to you. Promise."
Sherlock sees Irene is unbuttoning his shirt, her fingertips ever so gently feeling it. He goes towards the door opens it and puts out his hand as Irene takes Sherlock's hand walking down the small hallway to his room.
Letting Irene go in first before he goes in closing the door.
As the sound of a woman moaning fills the room as the phone nicely sits on the nightstand.