"Thank you." She seems a little flustered, for a second, and Sherlock puffs up just a bit more. He's got no desire to endure anyone flirting with him tonight who isn't Molly, and directing this woman's attention to the presence of someone she can't hope to compete with is every bit as satisfying a shutdown as picking apart one of Anderson's ridiculous theories. "I expect the whole adventure will end up on that blog of his before you know it."
"Funny enough," Sherlock says smoothly, "we're a bit busy for the blog these days."
"Ah. Well. Anyway--oh, that's my mobile, probably my husband. Please excuse me. Lovely to see you both."
She strides away fumbling with her own clutch, and the look Sherlock shoots Molly is both pleased and subtly inviting.
"I think that might be record time between someone making a poorly-calculated overture to me and them pretending their phone's gone off so they have an excuse to leave. I should bring you out more often."
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Date: 2017-02-22 02:23 am (UTC)"Funny enough," Sherlock says smoothly, "we're a bit busy for the blog these days."
"Ah. Well. Anyway--oh, that's my mobile, probably my husband. Please excuse me. Lovely to see you both."
She strides away fumbling with her own clutch, and the look Sherlock shoots Molly is both pleased and subtly inviting.
"I think that might be record time between someone making a poorly-calculated overture to me and them pretending their phone's gone off so they have an excuse to leave. I should bring you out more often."