Prompt from Domina Temporis: Honey
"Honey?"
"Yes, dear?"
The Watsons blinked at each other across their dining table. Then Mary laughed. "I was asking if you wanted honey, darling."
"Then yes, sweetheart, I would," Watson chuckled.
"And butter, love?"
"Yes, angel. Would you like the jam?"
"Thank you, my sweet." She was reaching out to take it from him when they were interrupted by a knock on the door.
A moment later, their maid came in, a glass jar filled with something golden in her hands. "Master and missus, Mr Holmes brought something for you."
Watson rose from the table. "Odd of Holmes to not come in. Did he say why?"
The maid shook her head. "Only that he needed to catch a train." She offered the jar to Watson, and when he took it, she hurried back to the kitchen.
Watson examined the jar, then broke into a brilliant grin. "Guess what Holmes has brought us, my treasure."
Mary came over to Watson to take a closer look at the jar, then looked up at him, matching his grin with her own. "Honey!"