On not reserving fast enough, needing cross-canon CR and canon-reviewing solidifying the muse

[womanwhobeatyou]

You missed your opportunity, Miss Mundane. That's really all there is to say about it, isn't it?

But I will say it is comfortable here, and the game we are playing is interesting enough. All these little scenarios. I think I will stay a while. Just be a good girl and let me talk to someone other than John and Sherlock, would you?

Good, that's a dear.

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[profitableboron]

...Sherlock?

[womanwhobeatyou]

Holmes. The detective with the funny hat.

[profitableboron]

Isn't that twentieth century literature? "Elementary, my dear Watson"?

[womanwhobeatyou]

I suspect if you told him that, he'd be a bit surprised. Hard to text from then.

[profitableboron]

Wait, wait...you mean he's a real person where you're from?

[womanwhobeatyou]

As real as one can expect him to be. I take it he's a figment of some poor man's imagination in yours?

[profitableboron]

Yeah...yeah, an old series of books. Think there's one about a dog. That's been over a hundred years ago by now, at least.

[Did Sam mention he lives on the moon? No? Oops.]

[womanwhobeatyou]

[That just makes Irene laugh at the idea of Sherlock with a dog. But then she wasn't in Baskerville.]

Is that so? And I suspect he is the unflinching, unwavering hero of these novels?

[modernholmes]

As in Holmes and Watson?

[womanwhobeatyou]

I take it you've also read about Sherlock and John?

[modernholmes]

Lots of times! The Sherlock Holmes novels are my favorites.

[womanwhobeatyou]

Then maybe you can tell me what the other gentleman couldn't. Is the great detective as unbeatable as he'd like everyone to believe?

[modernholmes]

Of course! He's the legendary undefeatable detective. He's always calm and collected, no matter the situation.

[He pauses and adds on conscientiously.] That is, except for Irene Adler. She is the only woman whoever defeated him.

[womanwhobeatyou]

[The answer surprises her, and Irene Adler blinks, then laughs with unfeigned delight.]

I think I'm going to have to read these novels. Who do I have the pleasure of thanking for the good news, Mr...?

[modernholmes]

My name is Conan Edogawa. I'm an Elementary School detective.

[womanwhobeatyou]

A pleasure, Mr. Edogawa. Call me Miss Adler.

[wealldosillythings]

John and Sherlock? You know them?

[womanwhobeatyou]

[Irene gives Molly a speculative look. Cute. A bit awkward. But... could be fun.]

I know what they like. You're Miss Hooper, if I'm not mistaken?

[prettyboyconman]

[You've been subjected to the most charming grin known to man, Miss Adler.]

The wonderful thing about opportunity is that it always, so I'm told, comes knocking.

[womanwhobeatyou]

[Good thing she's into women and Sherlock then? But she smiles back.]

So it does. And what opportunity would you see here?

[prettyboyconman]

[Can't be any worse than Diana.]

Depends on the game.

[womanwhobeatyou]

And if the game is personal profit?

[prettyboyconman]

[He laughs.]

What other game is there? Just so long as you don't get caught by the police. Or the FBI. Or Interpol. But I digress.

[womanwhobeatyou]

I know a man who'd say puzzles were a better game than personal gain, but then he is a virgin.

[She laughs and eyes Neal with interest.] Ah, but having the right insurance means you never have to worry about being caught.

[prettyboyconman]

Not open for new...experiences?

[Returns the smile with one of his own, crossing his arms.] Insurance, a fence, a love for high-speed chases...