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He opened the door for Molly. Waited for her to get inside and take a seat before he sat down himself. He took a sip of his beverage.
Molly was the first to brake the silence between them.
"This thing, you asking me out for dinner, it completely took me by surprise...I'm sorry if my answer seemed harsh. It's not like I'm used to turn men down." Gregory hadn't expected this kind of statement, this kind of honesty.
"Huh, trust me, it's fine." he said relaxing a bit.
"You sure?" she asked concerned.
"Look, I could ask you the same thing. John told me about...Jim. I know that it isn't any of my business..."
Suddenly feeling defensive she said a little too quickly: "Your right, it isn't your business." Lestrade looked at her with concern. Molly cursed silently her stupidity, it had been a mistake coming here.
The sudden silence was interrupted when Sherlock stormed in.
"I heard that you had a case for me." he stated, then glancing at Molly: "What's she doing here?"
"Having a private conversation." Lestrade said, standing up, directing Sherlock towards the door. "Your leaving."
"I am?" Sherlock eyed him suspiciously. "Are you two..." he started out.
"Get out!" Gregory stated and pushed Sherlock towards the door.
"Well done, Greg. I approve". Sherlock said when they finally where out of reach from Molly's range.
Gregory felt his face turn red.