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[Hey!] Soph says, one Sunday morning when it is beastly hot - especially for a January - to her sister, her boyfriend, and her, uh, Sherlock. [It is water park weather, how does that sound to you guys? And then, like, Italian food, I am thinking fond pesto thoughts, are you guys with me on fond pesto thoughts?]
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cross_and_bow
"Marinara," counters Bella. "Poor Sherlock. You could probably hex it if it is a hardship."
eversomuchfun
"You know, there is really no good reason for me to be unable to digest food," says Sherlock. "I'll fix that."
He fixes that.
"Let's go get Italian."
He fixes that.
"Let's go get Italian."
keyed_up
"Woo!"
And they narrow down their choices to a single Italian place with a combination of Jarvis and magic, and Soph orders pesto gnocchi.
And they narrow down their choices to a single Italian place with a combination of Jarvis and magic, and Soph orders pesto gnocchi.
eversomuchfun
[Tony has a fine-tuned sense of when I am thinking about sex,] Sherlock explains to Juliet.
keyed_up
Soph starts laughing, not because she has any idea what's going on but because Tony is and he's contagious.
cross_and_bow
[Given the hypothesis-space I'd be kind of disappointed in his reasoning skills if he could not.]
Bella merrily coils spaghetti onto her fork.
Bella merrily coils spaghetti onto her fork.
toblameforit
Tony decides to save his food until after giggles, because doing it the other way never ends well.
keyed_up
Nom nom. "I have such fond thoughts about pesto. Pesto is such a good thing."
keyed_up
Soph blushes hard enough to teach colorblind people to identify red. And she smiles at her knees.
"And you are also a good thing and I also have fond thoughts about you and I also love you."
