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*ping*

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

Happy Orthodox Christmas.
SH

[There is a three-minute pause before another *ping* is heard]

Or Merry Feast of the Epiphany.
SH

[the_whip_hand]

And a very happy birthday to you.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

Indeed.

[the_whip_hand]

I've been thinking about getting you a birthday gift.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

You don't know what I want? Disappointing.
SH

[the_whip_hand]

Of course I know. I just haven't decided if you deserve on this year.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

Obviously, you don't know.
SH

[the_whip_hand]

I could give it to you at dinner.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

There's more to living than food.
SH

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

That's an interesting color choice.
SH

[the_whip_hand]

What is, Mr. Holmes?

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

Your eye shadow.
SH

[the_whip_hand]

[And that would be Irene, a little thrown, looking up and around herself before returning to her phone]

Close enough to see the eye shadow, but we're still not having dinner?

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

[He chuckles to himself, imagining her reaction to that statement.]

"Close" is always relative.
SH

[the_whip_hand]

I suppose I owe you this one, all the times I could see you but you couldn't see me.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

Still playing your games, I see.
SH

[the_whip_hand]

And you with your puzzles.

*ping* (For when you've seen the most recent episode.)

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

Let's have dinner.
SH

[the_whip_hand]

[stares at the phone for a long, long moment]

Not dead, then.

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

Depends on one's perspective.
SH

[the_whip_hand]

Where?

Thank you Google Maps

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

An alley along Roland Gardens.
South of Old Brompton Road.
You know the one.
SH

[the_whip_hand]

Any preference on my outfit?

[She doubts it, and is already leaving even as she types]

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

One which won't require me giving up my coat again.
SH

[the_whip_hand]

A pity. In this weather, I'd be quite the sight in my battle dress.