SNEAK PEEKS:
"On the topic of letters, Sherlock," Watson begins, while amusing themselves with the letter opener in their dexterous hand. The small blade was as if dancing between their fingers with one hand. "We had yet another complaint from 'The Butlers Association of Great Britain'. They once again express their great displeasure at butlers being mentioned in such a negative light in our stories."
#"Hogwash! You do not write fiction, Watson—" I object to their objection.
— "Hogwash! You do not write fiction, Watson—which frankly renders their complaint entirely ridiculous! Have we not exonerated more butlers from their suspicious masters than we proved to be thugs, accomplices, or thieves? I rather think they should be sending us letters of gratitude. We decreased the number of newspaper headlines! Furthermore, if there is anyone who should know that the upper classes are quick to blame the help, and hence that the butler rarely does the crime they are accused of... Which we prove, Watson! I am sorry, (John/Jane), for letting this matter agitate me yet again. But it is as if these people do not think at all?!"
W: "Oh, you are right—the butlers rarely do seem to be the ones to do it."
MC: "Except..."
W: "Of course... But that was a rather rare event."
MC: "Tremendous case, I have to say."
W: "I remember well. You enjoyed yourself."
MC: "Mmm, tremendously."
Watson simply smiles at that. A lingering, acknowledging thing. As if your momentary reprieve of a good moment together, with them, gives the doctor a warm, pleasant satisfaction, that they savour all to themselves.
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# What did you steal from that man before?
The sides of their mouth grow high on their oh-so-charming, now dimpled cheeks. "You noticed?" they chuckle and look out towards the night. "And here I thought... I was the one keeping my eye on you."
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"Mrs Hudson, what do you think of:
# Lestrade?
---- *if talkedToMrsAboutL "sad"
"I hardly think of them, Sherlock. I'd say before tonight, I barely recalled their face at all. Shame it appears so... glum. Grim. And then there's the manner in which they treat you. I say they should be more grateful you help them so oft as you do. Did they ever say thank you, did they, Sherlock?"
# I am sure they have...
# I can't recall! How rude indeed.
# Not in these last few minutes at least.
"Scoundrel. How dare they treat you badly! I should give them a talking to—"
# Hawthorne?
"Oh, lovely! Terribly lovely! I say, had I been 20 years younger and they—"
# "Please, I beg you. Do not finish that sentence..."
# Me?
(YOU WILL HAVE TO WAIT FOR THIS ONE 🫢)
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