Sherlock: You’re Going Out Tonight.

Sherlock: You’re going out tonight.

John: Yes, actually-

Sherlock: Your hair is combed, a subtle dab of gel, clearly used so that the wind won’t dishevel your hair. You’ve recently shaved, probably right before walking into the room, since there are clear signs of reddening around the lips, cheeks, and chin.

John: Sherlock-

Sherlock: You are nicely dressed, though thats saying something because you are always kept together, but this is different. You are wearing an expensive dress shirt, clearly just bought due to the fact you forgot to remove the tag. You’re also wearing a suit jacket, which you don’t wear often, you mostly wear jackets or coats. Your trousers are ironed, which means you went to a lot of trouble to look nice.

John: Yes, but-

Sherlock: *sniffing* You are wearing cologne, the one you only wear on a special occasion. Its a date, then.

John: Yes, okay, fine. But-

Sherlock: Vague smell of mouth wash. Don’t want to have bad breath. Extra precautions. Wow, she must be special.

John: *completely exasperated* I made reservations.

Sherlock: Obviously.

John: For us.

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Sherlock: You mean?

John: Yes.

Sherlock: Oh.