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[jumpthegun]

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[jumpthegun]

What? No! I'm not in love with him!

[devoutish]

Honestly, mate, you talk as if you are.

[jumpthegun]

I'm not gay, Alfie. He's my best friend.

[Are they really having this conversation?]

[devoutish]

I'm not judging you, John.

[jumpthegun]

Oh, my god... [Alfie, he's going to tear his hair out. His voice also becomes a furious whisper.]

I am not in love with Sherlock.

[devoutish]

Mm.

[He doesn't believe you, Watson.]

I suppose the details don't matter very much, do they.

[jumpthegun]

I was in love with Fiona and I'm trying to step out with Sheena. And you think I'm in love with him?

[The details matter.]

[devoutish]

Do you want a real answer from me?

[jumpthegun]

[John purses his lips.]

Goodnight, Alfie.

[devoutish]

Watson - I'm not trying to anger you. I won't bring it up again.

[jumpthegun]

I'm not angry. I'm annoyed. [It's Irene Adler calling them a couple all over again.] And he and Mr. Taylor are here at the moment and looking over at me now.

[devoutish]

I'm not trying to annoy you either.

[You know, for once.]

Have a good night, then.

[jumpthegun]

[John sighs.]

That was a losing battle tonight, mate. Sleep well and keep warm.