"You're wearing lipstick. You weren't wearing lipstick before."
Molly sighed inwardly. Sherlock obviously assumed she had put on lipstick for him- in actual fact, she had done a video chat with Jim while she was in the bathroom. He 'liked to see her face'. She had put the lipstick on before and and forgotten to take it off. Though, she supposed, it kept up her image of being attracted to Sherlock. She wasn't anymore, but she could see why she used to be; the cheekbones, set dangerously high in his pale face, his curly hair that Harry Styles could only dream of, his scarf, his coat...it had been a passing affection, and it had, well, passed. Besides, Jim was much more attractive when he tried to be. Sherlock had been interesting to start with, and mysterious, but she had got bored of him. The consulting detective really did pale in comparison to the consulting criminal.
