"If you don't have any sugar I'll take it black." She looked at John as if she were sizing him up for something; it was distinctly different from the kind of visual sweep he was used to from Sherlock. "Is your friend going to be part of this discussion?"
Sherlock glanced towards him.
"Your decision," he said in a low voice. His hands were tight fists at his sides, his entire thin body almost vibrating with tension.
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Date: 2012-02-19 03:11 am (UTC)Sherlock glanced towards him.
"Your decision," he said in a low voice. His hands were tight fists at his sides, his entire thin body almost vibrating with tension.