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A False Sense of Security
  • Sherlock: *strolls into the lab; yawning* Morning... *kisses Molly's cheek*
  • Molly: *blushing* Wow... a 'morning' and a cheek kiss.
  • Sherlock: *yawns again* It's been a long night. Mrs. Johnson's results in?
  • Molly: Yeah, hang on *moving to her desk* So, who died?
  • Sherlock: *rubbing his neck* Six students were found brutally murdered in a house on the outskirts of their University campus.
  • Molly: *sifting through papers; intrigued* Hmmm...so what happened?
  • Sherlock: *rolling his shoulders* Upon further investigation, we found instructions informing them the door would be locked behind them and their mission was to find the key. They were pitted against each other, mental trickery and cunning wordplay. One of the professors owns the house. A social experiment gone wrong. He tried to pass it off as a student party horror show *shaking his head* Tedious.
  • Molly: *flipping through the file; smiling* Well, Mrs. Johnson is no horror movie massacre.
  • Sherlock: *sighs* Good.
  • Molly: *reading*
  • Sherlock: Well?
  • Molly: *shakes her head* You were right. Asphyxiation caused by tetrodotoxin. Japanese fugu, wasn't it?
  • Sherlock: *nods* Exactly. Thank you, Molly. Now I have a husband to arrest *leaving the lab*
  • Molly: *beaming* Anytime.
  • Sherlock: *stops at the door* Oh by the way, I'm in love with you *smiles; leaves*
  • Molly: ...
  • Molly: *drops the file*