"Um." Sherlock managed to look her in the eye. "Could you give me a moment? Thanks."
He picked up the tray of cups and saucers, already carefully assembled, and nudged the kitchen door open with one foot. If he had one social gift, it was knowing exactly when to interrupt a conversation.
"Coffee's not ready yet, but. Might as well get things started. And--sorry, Thomas, was it? Over in the bag we brought there's a box of Christmas crackers. You might want to let the kids at them. Help them let off a little energy."
Now, now, he'd finally managed to achieve charming. If only for a brief moment.
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Date: 2012-02-10 08:15 am (UTC)He picked up the tray of cups and saucers, already carefully assembled, and nudged the kitchen door open with one foot. If he had one social gift, it was knowing exactly when to interrupt a conversation.
"Coffee's not ready yet, but. Might as well get things started. And--sorry, Thomas, was it? Over in the bag we brought there's a box of Christmas crackers. You might want to let the kids at them. Help them let off a little energy."
Now, now, he'd finally managed to achieve charming. If only for a brief moment.