"Aww, is he in love with her?" Lestrade asked with a grin as Holmes his behind a newspaper.
"Must be. Why else wouldn't he say her name?" Watson said.
"Hey Holmes, when will the wedding be?" Lestrade called over to Holmes, who at that point was steaming.
"Can you imagine them under the alter, or worse, KISSING?" Watson asked with a laugh.
Holmes had heard too much. He threw aside the paper and jumped to his feet. "I AM NOT IN LOVE WITH IRENE ADLER!" He roared.
Lestrade and Watson started to sing, "Holmes and Adler, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"
Holmes stomped over the two men, and knocked their heads together finally shutting them up.
I love teasing Holmes.