005 [Video]
[Private to Sherlock]
[What's the point of trying to hide now? Watson went and done messed things up. Jim paces for a moment and then slams a book down on the table in front of the camera with the cover facing the screen. It's a copy of some of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's Sherlock stories. Jim's face is on the screen next, and he's calm, but not at all happy.]
What. Is this? Does your dear, dear blogger think he's funny? Certainly not. [He throws the book across the room casually and folds his hands on the table again.]
And I thought we were friends, Sherlock. You failed to mention this to me? Is that what a friend does?
Nooooo. Certainly not. You broke my heart. [Fake sniffle.]
[Private to Nygma]
[He's calmed down considerably by this point, but he's still very cold.]
You had my file all along. [Smirk.] You needed only to look harder, obviously.
[What's the point of trying to hide now? Watson went and done messed things up. Jim paces for a moment and then slams a book down on the table in front of the camera with the cover facing the screen. It's a copy of some of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's Sherlock stories. Jim's face is on the screen next, and he's calm, but not at all happy.]
What. Is this? Does your dear, dear blogger think he's funny? Certainly not. [He throws the book across the room casually and folds his hands on the table again.]
And I thought we were friends, Sherlock. You failed to mention this to me? Is that what a friend does?
Nooooo. Certainly not. You broke my heart. [Fake sniffle.]
[Private to Nygma]
[He's calmed down considerably by this point, but he's still very cold.]
You had my file all along. [Smirk.] You needed only to look harder, obviously.