The Perk, Sunday Afternoon

[3patchproblem]

There was a cup of tea, long gone cold, on the table in front of Sherlock. And what might have been a pastry before being crushed by what passed for the local newspaper as he looked for any crimes of note.

Bring me a Baltimore newspaper.
SHHe oh so kindly texted John. Despite him not being in the same town. Or the same country

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[justhisblogger]

Did you forget to check my arrival dates again?

Watson: no longer in London.

Watson: also nowhere near Baltimore.

[3patchproblem]

Sherlock just frowned at the phone for a moment before typing back:

Today is the 16th.
SH

Look, minor details weren't on his radar. This is why he had John around.

[justhisblogger]

Can your superior intellect check the date for me, please?

He despaired, sometimes.

[3patchproblem]

Of course his superior intellect could...

Right. 15th then.

Then you can bring me the paper tomorrow.
SH

He was making lemonade.

[nanoo2u]

Mork breezed into the Perk, and promptly greeted the coat rack, complimenting it on it's improved posture.

"I told you you'd be ten inches taller if you stopped slouching."