Sherlock Holmes is in the morgue again, and encouraged by her brother, Molly has decided to make a move. While Sherlock flogs the corpse with his riding crop, Molly sneaks back to her desk and applies the lipstick that her friends helped her pick out. When she returns, she attempts a joke.

"So, bad day, was it?"

Furiously scribbling notes, Sherlock replies, "I need to know what bruises form in the next twenty minutes. A man's alibi depends on it. Text me."

"Listen, I was wondering: maybe later, when you're finished…"

"Are you wearing lipstick? You weren't wearing lipstick before."

(That wasn't what he was supposed to say!) "I, er, I refreshed it a bit," she replies with a nervous smile.

The detective dives back into his notes. "Sorry, you were saying?"

The pathologist screws her courage to the sticking place. "I was wondering if you'd like to have coffee."

"Black, two sugars please. I'll be upstairs," he says matter-of-factly, and then sashays out, oblivious to Molly's face.

Molly's greatest fear is that Sherlock will never notice her.


A/N: Thank you to Ariane DeVere for posting transcripts on her LiveJournal! Dialogue in this chapter is from "A Study in Pink." "Screw your courage to the sticking place" is a line from MacBeth.