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Depends on the woman. If he's a catch, maybe.

I'm a catch, am I? Goodness, my mother would be relieved to hear that.

[There's another pause.]

I mean in her opinion, if you're a catch. I dunno. Maybe. Ask her.

Dr. Watson, how much am I irritating you right now?

You're a few notches above the baseline level of irritation, Mr. Solomons.

[lol]

Well, then.

She is a good woman. Intelligent, straight-forward, very pretty.

[This is back into politer territory he feels more comfortable in.]

Then she's a catch, it seems. Don't want to talk about her? Or are you protecting her honor?

[That would be kind of adorable, actually.]

We are talking about her, aren't we?

Who else would we be talking about, Alfie?

That's my point. Yes. I'm not sure I'm seeing yours.

I mean you seem to be reluctant spreading it around except to me when I asked you. I know you're not ashamed of what happened. Have you told Duster or Tifa? Anyone else?

Were you expecting a post to the network? Is that what's done in your day?

No, mate, it's just not something that comes up. Certainly not with Tifa.

No, but I expected you to be a little less coy about it and have me go making a fool of myself when we've talked about it before.

Pro-tip: If it ever does come up around Tifa, 'make love' sounds nicer than 'fuck.'

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That was coy?

["I fucked her in the hotel" was coy? What even is the future.]

It's not gonna come up around Tifa at all. This isn't the sort of thing you discuss with women.

[John sighs, suspecting they're talking past one another.]

I mean we talked about you being interested, you got with her and didn't mention, and I sounded like an idiot trying to talk you up to her later for something nice.

[He'll leave the matter of Tifa alone for now.]

What about Duster?

Duster would be irritated, I expect. Hasn't come up. It's not likely to.

He's your Sherlock, hmm?

[Yeah, he's going to press that particular button to get back at you, you Cockney bastard.]

He worries about me running off and leaving him behind.

So he's your Sherlock, hmm? [John shakes his head, even though Alfie can't see it.]

I expect you've already told him that's ridiculous?

Sometimes people cannot be told. No matter how many times they hear it, they don't believe it.

No, they don't. Expect it has something to do with most of the rest of the people in their lives not actually meaning it when they say things like that.

Mm.

[He knows a bit of Duster's history with regards to that - but that he's not going to share.]

Also remembering how often I split off to see Fiona, no doubt.

Sherlock pitched a fit when I said I was breaking off for a day to come take care of Stein's fingers.

[In his own, Sherlockian, way. And granted, that had turned out poorly, but it's not like that's common. Except... a few times. Minor incidents of kidnapping. And the hospital. Suddenly, John's not feeling quite so light-hearted about this. He clears his throat.]

Anyway, Claire's with you lot now, right? Should make things easier seeing her when you like. No need to break away.

Oh, she's going to head off soon. Patients call.

Patients? [You've pinged his doctorly concern radar, Alfie.] Who's she going to help?

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