Sherlock Holmes, word's only consulting detective. Please, if you have questions, make sure they're worth me wasting my breath by answering.
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caught-in-the-night entered the flat

Sherlock glanced up at the girl, examining her within seconds, his observations already made, within mere seconds. With a sigh, his gaze hit the floor again. How boring this all was.

“What can I help you with?”