Sherlock rolls over to grab some tissues off of Molly's own bedside table--and though he's tempted to look in the drawer at what she may or may not have in the way of condoms (and other things), his lazy pleased mood relaxes the urge out of him. He can choose to let her surprise him again, and he wants that.

"Well, I was planning to see if you still had leftover curry in the fridge. But I can stop by in a bit, if you like, though I did want to get some stuff done between now and dinner so it doesn't distract me tomorrow."