come-closer-john

Bees!
  • John: *swatting at bees* Bloody things...
  • Sherlock: *mesmerised*
  • Molly: *smiles; examining body* They're really quite harmless, you know, and incredibly fascinating.
  • John: *grumbles* You sound like him *nods at Sherlock* You're supposed to be helping, you know.
  • Sherlock: *distracted* Mmmm.
  • Molly: *smiles affectionately* I was always amazed by them. My Dad told me to respect them because they were keeping us alive and he always had these little facts. Did you know, for example, honey bees have 170 odorant receptors, compared with only 62 in fruit flies and 79 in mosquitoes. Their exceptional olfactory abilities include kin recognition signals, social communication within the hive, and odor recognition for finding food. Their sense of smell is so precise that it could differentiate hundreds of different floral varieties and tell whether a flower carried pollen or nectar from metres away.
  • *distant sounds of Sherlock dropping things*
  • Molly: *oblivious; shaking her head at the corpse* Despite the stings, I don't think this man died of anaphlactic shock. I'll need to do tests for sure but I'd say it was some sort of poison. Why would so many bees sting him and risk death?
  • Sherlock: ...
  • Sherlock: *quickly readjusts his coat*
  • John: *confused* Death?
  • Molly: *quickly; gesturing at the body* When a honey bee stings a person, it cannot pull the barbed stinger back out. It leaves behind not only the stinger, but also part of its abdomen and digestive tract, plus muscles and nerves. This massive abdominal rupture kills the honey bee. Where are the 'stingers' on the body and the dead bees? *looking between the two* They're the only species of bees to die after stinging and there's no evidence to suggest that was cause of death.
  • John: I guess you're right (to Sherlock) What do you think?
  • Sherlock: *staring at Molly; huskily* You don't want to know what I'm thinking.
  • Molly: *stands up* I'll know more when we get to Bart's.
  • John: *nods* I'll go get the cab *leaves the crime scene*
  • Molly: *gathers her equipment and moves to follow John*
  • Sherlock: *catches Molly's arm before she passes; leans in to whisper in her ear* You have no idea how badly I wish to shag you right now.
  • Molly: *blushes* Oh *swallows* I have the rest of my shift-
  • Sherlock: *swoops Molly up for a passionate kiss*
  • Molly: *sways* I suppose I could...tell Mike something.
  • Sherlock: *grins*