Very happy client: I can't thank you enough for finding my girl, you have no idea how many nights couldn't sleep out of worry about her

Molly*smile dearly*

Sherlock*mumbling*: Like she wanted to be found

Molly*kicking his leg under the table, still having her smile*

Sherlock*looking to her and pouting*: ouch!

Very happy client*smiling kindly even after the childish behavior from the consulting detective*: I know my baby is not a child anymore, but you don't stop worrying about your kids after they reach a certain age, being a parent isn't a job you can quit, you two will understand when you have your own children

Molly*wide eyes, grinning nervously*: What?! No no no, we are not together! bffff naaoo

Sherlock*cold voice*: Thank you Molly, I think you delivered your point clearly.

Molly*looking to Sherlock with narrowed eyes*

Very happy client*raising her eyebrow*

Sherlock*before pursing his lips*: very clear.

Later:

Molly: What's wrong with you today?!

Sherlock: I'd rather not to talk about it.

Molly*crossing her arms*: Well, I'd rather to!

Sherlock*looking to the determined petite creature in front f him than bursting angry*: You said we aren't together

Molly*shock all over her face before bursting*: BECAUSE WE ARE NOT!

Sherlock*furious*: What do you mean we are not together?! what about all those dates and sleepovers and DINNERS?!

Molly*opening her mouth while realization hitting her on the head*: Do you mean all those cases you thought they were dates?

Sherlock*waving his arms crazily*: THEY WERE DATES!

Molly*shouting back*: YOU SAID JOHN'S NEEDED TIME WITH ROSIE! YOU SAID YOU HAD A LAB ACCIDENT IN YOUR FLAT AND NEED A NEW PLACE!

Sherlock*shouting back*: WELL APPARENTLY I LIED!

*Both sitting on the couch exhausted*

Molly*shaking her head in disbelief*: So you really thought …

Sherlock*rolling his eyes*: we ARE together

Molly*barking back*: Well you should have told me

*both sighing and having a moment of silence*

Molly: Sorry I shouted at you

Sherlock: Sorry I didn't inform you about us

Molly*grinning and shaking her head*

Sherlock: So about our kids ..

Molly*standing and ready to run*: For the love of god!

Sherlock*running after her and yelling*: But it's important, we don't want to end up like Mrs. Finley!