(She'd probably better not tell Sherlock about that. He will find out who the man was and go out of his way to humiliate him in public, because that's almost as satisfying as dropping someone out of a window three or five times. If he's learned any useful social attitude from his mother, it's that you don't call an intelligent woman a freak, or at least you shouldn't if you want to keep your front teeth.)

"Right. Any preferences for dinner, or shall we improvise?"