Disclaimer: I don't own Sherlock. I believe that is the property of BBC, Gatiss, and Moffat.
Sherlock blinked in surprise at the growling tone that John's voice had taken on. He was actually offended about this.
"John, don't be ridiculous. Of course I wasn't talking about you. I find anything to do with niceties to be dull and a waste of time."
The grip only loosened the slightest, the glare intensified. "That woman was not pregnant and you know it."
Sherlock snorted and rolled his eyes in accompaniment. "Of course I did but she was insisting on occupying your attention when I needed it."
"Don't you always need my attention?" John asked with slight derision.
"Always."
Reviews are love.
