[This is the most wonderful question you could possibly ask. You know she's not going to be honest and say she remembers nothing. And you know she's going to say the thing that will troll you the most. XD
She smiles seductively.]
My dear consulting detective. Looking at the evidence (if he would indeed look at her), what do you deduce?
[He was afraid of that precise question in return to his question, because if there's one thing he is BAD at deducing, it's any sort of relationship with Irene Adler.
[Have a face full of Irene smiling at you.]
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You're in my room.
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You had no trouble with that last night.
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...And what happened last night?
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She smiles seductively.]
My dear consulting detective. Looking at the evidence (if he would indeed look at her), what do you deduce?
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...Oh, good lord.]
I refuse to deduce anything.
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You refuse? How very disappointing. Perhaps I shall then, and you can be outshone by a woman once again.
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I deduce that I got drunk.
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And see how effectively it worked!]
[She waggles the empty wine glass that she'd been casually holding onto at him.]
And now we have a firm grasp of the obvious. Anything else?
[Ahh~ This is ooc! How horrible could it possibly be? XD]
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You broke your way into my room.
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I assure you, there was no breaking involved. [Semantics.] But before you ask, no, your darling roommate did not let me in.
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Then you'd waltzed your way in, or something similar. Semantics.
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[He sounds. Vaguely horrified by the idea.]
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[Mmm. She's pretty sure... But if you don't remember, why not.]
Yes~ Oh-! here I am, giving you the answer.
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[He feels an incoming headache just behind his eyes, and he holds it back and away with herculean force.]
I can't imagine that I could have functioned, if I were so inebriated.
[Suddenly, quick and to the point.]
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