Earmuffs, Sherlock. Davesprite was using a bra for them. [He sighs before handing over the bra, then pulling out his scalpel and offering that to Sherlock.]

This comes back to me. I need it more than you do. Be careful taking the wire out. [A pause.] And I'm sure you'd look lovely in a red bra. Talk of the town. Should I tell everyone you're the one who's traded for it?