Possibly, I'm Insane

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Sherlock hates to admit there’s anything he can’t do, but—

“What should I get John for Christmas?” he asks Mrs. Hudson. Getting a…boyfriend…a Christmas gift is simply outside of his area of expertise.

Mrs. Hudson says archly, “If I were you, I’d clean the bathtub. A proper scour.”

“Why?”

“Didn’t you just run an experiment with human ears and hydrochloric acid?”

“Human noses,” Sherlock corrected her. “But yes.”

“John loves a bath, you know.”

“I did wipe the bathtub down when I was done with it!”

“Bleach it, Sherlock Holmes. John would appreciate it.”

It turns out that John does.