Still chuckling you walk down the street. You persuade Sherlock into going to Baker Street on foot, because you really need some fresh air, you can almost smell the alcohol and puke in your clothes. After a long time of pacing next to each other and occasional bumping into each other sides, you decide to break the hush:"I'm sorry you had to see that"
Sherlock lips part almost immediately but before he is able to say something, you continue:"Anyway, you are truly brilliant, Sherlock"
A wide grin appears on his face and reveal the wrinkles around his eyes.
A comfortable silence gets between you two again as you keep on walking, until the phone in your jacket starts vibrating.
At first you can't find it, the jacket has way too many pockets. Eventually you get the cheap phone and look at the enlightened screen. Unknown Caller.
You suspiciously look at Sherlock and then pick up with a curious:" Hello?"
"Hi... It's me John. John Watson."
"Oh, hey John. What's up?" relieve mirrors in your face as you hear the doctor.
Sherlock gives you a confused frown.
"Well, I just wanted to ask you if you would have time in around 20 minutes? I really need to talk to you, and then's my break. So, what do you say?"
"Yeah... Sure, I got time. Where?"
"My workplace, Sherlock gives you the address"
"Alright. See you soon"
"Yes, See you. Bye"
You put your phone back into one of the pockets while wearing a frown.
"What was that about?" Sherlock asks.
"I have no idea" you answer calmly. "We better grab a cab, I don't wanna be late"
"Yes, of course"
Only a few minutes later you and Sherlock sit next to each other in the cab, either one looking out of the window and observing the city and the people. Sherlock exits the cab at 221B and takes your suitcase with him. Now you are alone in the cab, driving through the streets of London, wondering why the hell John needs to talk to you.