Mrs. Hudson's niece Felicity was visiting with her newborn, so John's much-desired nap was no longer an option. The baby was suffering from colic, and now John was suffering from a headache.
He rolled out of bed and shuffled towards the bathroom, scowling. He'd been increasingly stressed and bothered over the past few weeks, and a screaming baby was no help.
Sherlock had gone out to get dinner from the Tesco for that evening, but John didn't feel like cooking anymore. Impulsively, he fumbled around in his pocket, pulling out his mobile.
"Sherlock? Let's not cook tonight."
"What would you rather do?"
"Let's go out."