The Dying Detective: The Usual
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sherlock60Title: The usual
Author: godsdaisiechain
Word Count: 60
Rating: G
Warning: snobbiness and gunpowder.
Summary: The wait staff at Simpson’s are not amused when Holmes and Watson appear.
The maître d’hotel suppressed a shudder when Sherlock Holmes walked in, doctor friend in tow, both eager for a Wellington of beef and the lobster soup. Their usual. Such uninteresting men.
How one wished to have served Charles Dickens, who never reeked of gunpowder nor looked the very spectre of death.
“Good evening, Mr. Holmes. Your usual table, I presume?”
Author: godsdaisiechain
Word Count: 60
Rating: G
Warning: snobbiness and gunpowder.
Summary: The wait staff at Simpson’s are not amused when Holmes and Watson appear.
The maître d’hotel suppressed a shudder when Sherlock Holmes walked in, doctor friend in tow, both eager for a Wellington of beef and the lobster soup. Their usual. Such uninteresting men.
How one wished to have served Charles Dickens, who never reeked of gunpowder nor looked the very spectre of death.
“Good evening, Mr. Holmes. Your usual table, I presume?”
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Date: 2015-12-13 01:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-12-13 03:20 pm (UTC)Holmes deserves stomach trouble after his latest escapade.... but perhaps Watson would be able to do justice to a wellington and 3/4....
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Date: 2015-12-13 07:22 pm (UTC)And so polite still:-p
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Date: 2015-12-13 08:42 pm (UTC)