Sherlock doesn't take the hand. He narrows his eyes at the man, his expression conveying analytical distrust.
"Theodore Lasso," he says. "Coach of AFC Richmond. Watson assisted in the case involving your players." His eyes narrow further. "You're the man she's been seeing."
Joan hasn't told Sherlock anything, but even the harder-to-read detective has been obviously happy in ways that Sherlock had already deduced meant she had a romantic interest. Sherlock just didn't expect it to be him.
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2021-06-24 11:18 pm (UTC)"Theodore Lasso," he says. "Coach of AFC Richmond. Watson assisted in the case involving your players." His eyes narrow further. "You're the man she's been seeing."
Joan hasn't told Sherlock anything, but even the harder-to-read detective has been obviously happy in ways that Sherlock had already deduced meant she had a romantic interest. Sherlock just didn't expect it to be him.