Sherlock was glad to hear the curt "5." in his ear as it enabled him to step into the next room. He glanced around, taking note of the cheap furniture and cameras in the room. He stopped suddenly half way towards the table of options, his brain finally acknowledging reality.
"Has he got you doing his dirty work?"
The man smiled, shaking his head slightly at the screen. "I'm sworn to secrecy."
"So, yes." Sherlock shook his head despairingly and carried on walking to the table.
"You must be the apparent genius." Sherlock froze, jaw clenching, brain analysing the little information he was gaining from the voice. "Well, must be apparent, you've failed so far." Sherlock forced himself to walk up to the table, such petty taunting didn't affect him. "I heard the boss say the answer is obvious. Clearly you must be dulling your mind living with your pet." Sherlock took a deep breath, he wasn't going to respond, however angry he felt. "Boring piece" Sherlock heard the man turn away from the microphone and speak to someone behind him. "Can I move on?" The man turned back. "Hurry up."
Sherlock quickly chose Mrs White, the Lounge and here candlestick.
"No, dullard. You get two shocks, because you're an idiot and dull."
Sherlock let out a small noise of anger which turned into pain, he closed his eyes as the laughter rang in his ears before being cut off abruptly, he just wished he could work it out.