Don't bullshit me, Watson. You offered when I contacted you first. That's a lame diversion.

Fine. I figured he would have told you not to talk to me. I told him I'd ask. You did your job. You told me everything you could to waste time and cover for him, so congratulations on the task. It would have been nice to know he thought of us a tools and prison wardens instead of friends, but you got what you wanted, I guess. If working together for you means being your convenient errand runner, then no, that's not what I offered.