"No," Sherlock agreed, and got to his feet, tugging John with him. "She's... a lot like her blog comments," he added, which was pretty much a subtler way of saying I want to put her and Mycroft in a cage and see who makes it out alive.

"Uncle John," Susan shouted from the living room, "you're going to miss all the presents! And you have to tell us a story, you always tell us a story!"

"If you tell them about Baskerville I'm calling a cab back to the train station," Sherlock muttered.