"Sherlock, do you have the list ready yet? I'm going to the shop on my way home from the clinic."

"In here John."

"If you need anything else you can text me. Oh sorry, Greg, didn't mean to interrupt."

"That's all right, I was about done any way. He make you do the shopping then?"

"Well we both decided it was safer that way. Will you be eating tonight Sherlock?"

"Yes I think so."

"I thought you don't eat on a case?"

"Oh I'll have that finished for you by this afternoon. Shouldn't be a problem. Oh John can you pick up another kitchen timer, I'll probably need to dismantle ours."

"Right. Oh and you destroyed the shower curtain didn't you? I'll have to get a new one. Any color preference?"

"Hmmm, can't say I care much. Just nothing with animals."

"How about fish?"

"Fish are fine, though rather mundane."

"How about a solar system one?"

"Very funny John."

"Well I thought so, now will we be doing take out or should I pick something up?"

"You decide. I picked last time after all."

"Right, well I'll think about it then. Now what was on that list…ah, did you have a size in mind or will any do?"

"A 6 would be ideal. Best to be accurate with these things."

"I think I'll be going Sherlock. Call me when your done yeah?"

"I'll text."

"Right."

"I'll walk out with you Greg."

"What was that last thing you were picking up for him anyway?"

"Oh, a dress, black formal."

"Is that a common request?"

"Not really. I actually don't think he's ever asked for a dress before."

"Really? You don't seem…fazed"

"Why would I be?"

"Well its a little weird. I mean its Sherlock, of course its weird but still."

"Actually its not that weird."

"….John have you thought about moving out?"

"Why would I move out?"

"Well it might be better for you."

"Greg I really don't know what your getting at.

"I just think you may be spending a little to much time around Sherlock."

"Why would you say that? Have I started to sound like him or something?"

"You really don't see…?"

"See what?"

"You know what never mind. Its really none of my business. I'll see you later John."

"Yeah, later."

"John! Good you haven't left yet. I need you to pick up a pint of blood from Molly for me. She said she'd be staying late so you can pick it up after work."

"I'll have to go to the shops first."

"What, why? Oh yes, that would probably be best. You should take a taxi on the way home, it'll be easier."

"Hmm, except it makes the cabby's nervous. Maybe I should see about finding a cooler that doesn't scream blood and organs when you see it."

"It would keep the milk from going off too."

"I'm not putting the milk in with blood or anything else from Bart's Sherlock."

"Your choice. Best hurry or you'll be late."

"If I am it's your fault!"

"Hardly. No run along I have work to do."

"One of these days Sherlock. I'll see you later, try to stay out of trouble 'till then."

It took forever to end this, they didn't want to stop talking! I hope it wasn't too confusing with Lestrade jumping in now and again.