"Actually, excuse me," Sherlock interrupted, "there's a bigger issue here. Which is that you should take off my watch."

Somehow, while John had been talking, he'd managed to get the watch onto his friend's wrist. It was, admittedly, very much a cheap parlor trick, but he'd been very strict about repressing his show-off tendencies the whole evening. And really, it was this or let John know via Morse code exactly which of his cousins was high, who was having an affair, and how many of them were either in the closet or in debt.