More spoilers for HLV, don't care if spamming.

[womanwhobeatyou]

Now now, darling, we really really must talk about the newspaper headlines.








I wonder just how many people will insist these stories were ghostwritten by Dr. Watson?

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[improbably_true]

John has his own troubles to worry over.
[he doesn't need me, in so many words.]

He'll either abandon the blog or fill it with stories of his 'normal life'.
[ like that's going to happen. like he's going like normal.]

[womanwhobeatyou]

Ooo, so it is a sore spot.

[improbably_true]

John spouts fiction on his blog. This is beyond "fiction", as I'm sure you're aware.

[He's slightly affronted. Islamabad, after all. He wasn't inexperienced but his tastes were somewhat bordering between vanilla and masochism, depending on the situation and what he sought from it.]

[womanwhobeatyou]

The best fictions have a grain of truth in them, Mr. Holmes, as you well know. And I can certainly deduce some little truths among the hyperbole.

[improbably_true]

You could state the truth or falsehood of the articles, if you wanted. Considering you - weren't like Jeanine. Have to tell you that the study of female anatomy served it's purpose for the case, though.

[He didn't delete Islamabad, isn't that important?]

[womanwhobeatyou]

[Not important enough to admit, Sherlock.]

No, but I could point out similarities, much like you noticed with Miss Hooper's former fiancé. I do think you have a type as much as Dr. Watson.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

Jealous?

[womanwhobeatyou]

Amused.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

Could be both...

[He looks at her.]

You're smart enough to be amused by such a display and be jealous that you yourself didn't think of it.

["could" being the operative term. Her ability to surprise him has always been attractive.]

[womanwhobeatyou]

Really, Mr. Holmes? I blackmailed the Royal Family and you think I wouldn't have thought of silly little tabloid games?

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

Oh, considered it fleetingly perhaps. But think of it in a way that would be successful? You know me well enough to know I don't care what people think.

[womanwhobeatyou]

[Now that makes her laugh.]

You are still an absolutely dreadful liar, Mr. Holmes.

[forlooks]

Ah, can't say I'm quite that clever.

[ sarcasm, thy name is John Watson. ]

[womanwhobeatyou]

Well obviously not, given what you like.

I'd say the details would have been far more salacious.

[the_new_sexy]

He lacks Janine's hips, I'm afraid.

[womanwhobeatyou]

She wears your shirts well.

[the_new_sexy]

She stretches out the top buttons.

[womanwhobeatyou]

I didn't say someone else doesn't wear your clothes better.

[the_new_sexy]

No, of course not. She's absolutely rubbish in my trousers.

[womanwhobeatyou]

You're rubbish in your trousers yourself.

[aimsthegun]

A right shame you didn't think to do it first.

[womanwhobeatyou]

I prefer to be paid to not tell. It's far more fun.

[aimsthegun]

You aren't getting your fun with him one way or another. How tight of a knot does it put in those pretty knickers that our clever little bridesmaid got closer to the goal?

[womanwhobeatyou]

What makes you so certain she did, pet?

[aimsthegun]

No sense in laying the ground work for a job if you're going to do a piss poor job of following through with it.