A short, I hope you enjoy!

Sherlock/IT Crowd - Slow Day

It had been a slow day in the IT Department. Roy and Jim were playing Guitar Hero and Moss was reading up on some new anti-virus software.

"Keep up, keep up, we need to be perfect to get the new high score!," said Roy, his fingers flting up and down the fake guitar.

"I'm trying," said Jim sweating and fumbling with the buttons.

"Where is Jen when you need her?" Roy fumed.

"I have a life," Jim yelled back, "I can't spend all my time playing useless video games!"

"What do you do?" asked Roy as he completed a particularly difficult series of button mashes. "You are a single man, in his thirties, who works in IT. You are not allowed to have a life at this point."

"I have a date," Jim countered struggling to keep up with the song. "Some of us are not so repulsive that no one wants to have relations with us."

"That was low," gasped Roy with a tone of hurt in his voice. "Wow, we were close." He put down the controller and sat on the couch. "I'll need Jen to unlock the next song." Jim sat down next to Roy. "So you have a date? Who with?"

Jim sighed. "It isn't a date date, but I am going to meet up with him. I just need him to see that I am much more fun than that jumper wearing idiot he always hangs out with."

"It is comforting to know that gay, straight, man, or woman, the good ones are always taken," Roy mused. He patted Jim on the shoulder. "Don't worry, if it doesn't work out, then Moss can cheer you up with a nice game of Dungeons and Dragons."

Jim looked up confused. "What? Is that code for something?"

"I helped Roy work through a pretty nasty breakup through a good game of D & D with some business men. It was quite an experience." Moss patted a cup of dice on his desk. "We are here for you, Jim."

"Right …" Jim said, obviously still confused. He got up and walked back to his desk.

"Listen," said Moss getting up and moving toward Jim.

"Hello everyone," said Jen walking through the door and straight into Moss. A panicked look crossed Moss's face as his chest came into contact with Jen's and he fell to the floor in a dead faint.

Jen looked down in concern. "Oh bollocks, he must have brushed against my tits. Roy, can you get him on the couch please?"

Roy dragged Moss across the floor and managed to heave him onto the couch.

"How does he date women if he passes out when he touches them?" asked Jim, curiously gazing at the unconscious Moss.

"He doesn't," replied Jen and Roy in unison.