I heard a deep, long gasp coming from the vicinity of the laptop but there without subsequent sounds of exhalation.
"Breathe! Breathe before you faint!" I commanded.
"Huh?" The question was accompanied by a dazed look over the edge of the screen.
"She's looking at the new posters for that wretched Ritchie project," Holmes snorted disgustedly.
"Are you sure? She doesn't look appalled," I replied. "Enraptured, more like."
And also alarmingly salacious as she grinned at me. "You have got to see this! Do you have any idea how many women are going to flip out over you after this movie releases?"
"Me? Why?" Instantly I was peering at the screen with apprehension. "But that's nothing to make a fuss over," I protested, though I had a sinking feeling her assessment would prove correct.
"Don't be so modest, Watson," Holmes chuckled irritatingly in my ear, having joined me. "Modesty has no place with a logician any more than vanity. And your natural advantages with women -- "
"Enough, Holmes."
"He's got a point," added the fanfictioner thoughtfully. "Especially since it's you played by Jude Law." Her dazed look had appeared again.
"Good grief. Breathe!"
Thanks, rabidsamfan, for the link to (remove the spaces):
http:// sherlock-holmes-movie. warnerbros. com/ Watson. jpg