63!'d and I DON'T KNOW WHAT I AM DOING.

[underweared]

Look at you fret, tut-tut.

I see some difficulty and that's a large chunk of 'fun time' you're wiping out of the schedule. There are things to do, a life to l i v e~ [ A humorous fluctuation at that last bit. Do-ho. ]

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[underweared]

Oh, boo. Now why would I want that? Turning. Continuing on it's, and I emphasize this greatly, MUNDANE business.

Grand show of our time.

[deducive]

Movement. If you consider it, to an effect - it's still better than stagnation.

That all really depends on what you're bringing to the table.

[underweared]

So true, it's comforting to my ears—wherever did we go wrong?

And that's the surprise.

[deducive]

Oh. Us? No. We weren't wrong. The world was.

Surprise me.

[underweared]

How romantic.

Here's a tip, it's not a casserole. That's a to-be-expected table dish, we don't play that way, do we now?

[deducive]

I didn't intend to be. [ dryly. ] I'm not drawing hearts and flowers around your name.

Bigger stakes, naturally. That would make it what? Round three? Four?

[underweared]

You might as well be with the direction you're going.

I believe I haven't been keeping count, it just happens. [ An exaggerated shruggggggg. ]

[deducive]

I couldn't do that, now could I? I mean after all, you've repeatedly stated that you're one of Sherlock Holmes' biggest fangirls.

You just happen to find the most convenient route to terrorise my life?

[underweared]

Number one, I'll say.

Now, now, you act like you're the only thing on my to-do list. [ The tiniest smirk at that, quietly enjoying her joke. ]

[deducive]

I'm not sure if you're trying to flatter me or insult me.

[underweared]

Both?