"They've been snogging!" Xena Holmes announces from the window.
"Xena, come away from that window." Mycroft scolds. "Spy on people, fine, but don't make it so obvious."
Everyone laughs at his unusual phrasing.
She shrugs and goes to speak with Molly, who has gestured to her.
The latest couple comes up the steps again, together thanks to the combined efforts of John and Mary Watson.
Xena, with her back to the door, clatters a spoon against her ice-cream dish. "Everyone listen up, there's some exciting news!"
Everyone turns his or her attention to youngest adult in the room.
"Aunt Molly is pregnant!"
The guests respond with loud cheers, or in Mrs. Hudson's case, a loud puff of her noisemaker.
In their corner, Harry kisses Clara's cheek. "Did you think they were together?" Harry asks, wrapping her arms around her girlfriend.
Clara nods, sure of herself. "Didn't you notice she didn't drink anything?"
"You knew she was preggers?" Harry demands, turning to face her.
Clara smiles. "Of course,"
"Well I'm not drinking anything because John's not letting me." Harry counters.
"Yeah," Clara concedes. "And you are definitely not pregnant."