what i'm getting from this is that sherlock is asking watson out

The Cat
  • John: I'm leaving the vials you asked for in the... Sherlock?
  • Sherlock: Hm?
  • John: There's a cat in my chair.
  • Sherlock: *gets up and pets the tabby* Oh, yes. He likes your spot.
  • John: *deadpanned* My spot? First of all, it isn't my spot. I don't have a spot. I live with Mary now.
  • Sherlock: *scowling* Ah, yes. How could I forget? The wedding. The sex holiday.
  • John: *with a terse smile* Yes. That would be the one.
  • Sherlock:
  • John:
  • Sherlock: ... *annoyed* What John?
  • John: You have a cat!?
  • Sherlock: Well-
  • John: You've replaced me with a cat and you're letting it get hair all over my chair!
  • Sherlock: I thought it wasn't your chair.
  • John: *throws hands up* Fine. It's getting hair all over the chair.
  • Sherlock: What would you like me to do? Alter its DNA so it stops growing hair?
  • John: *walks over and shoos it away*
  • Sherlock: *shaking his head* Well that wasn't very nice.
  • John: *eyes narrowed* You're the one that bought a cat and let it roam all over the flat.
  • Sherlock: I didn't buy-
  • John: You replaced me with a cat. *sinks back into the chair*
  • Sherlock: I didn't buy a cat and I didn't replace you.
  • John: ... *a pause* You stole someone's cat!
  • Sherlock: *grinning* No. Why on Earth would I do that? ... Okay, well I would. But I haven't. He's just staying for the weekend.
  • John: You're pet sitting?
  • Sherlock: She couldn't have left the animal alone for 3 days
  • John: Have you really no clients? Are you that bored? Are- wait.
  • Sherlock: *smile growing*
  • John: Who's cat is that, Sherlock?
  • Sherlock: Molly's.
  • John: *quizzically* And why can't Molly's cat stay with Molly?
  • Sherlock: He is staying with Molly.
  • John: *grinning* Should I assume Whiskers over there isn't the only one staying for the weekend? *raises a brow*
  • Sherlock: *snarls* Oh for heavens sake, John. Yes. Of course. Assume away. As long as it's from your own flat far away from here. *shooing John out the door*
  • John: Okay. Okay. I'm leaving. *cheekily* You have replaced me.
  • Sherlock: ... Possibly.
  • John: Well, at least it's not with that cat. *chuckles*
  • Sherlock: *rolls his eyes* Bye John! *from the doorway* And his name is Toby!