Recruitment.

“Darling? Someone is at door. Could you see who it is? I’m busy.” A voice called from the inside

“Of course.” A second replied

The door opened.

“Hello John.” Sherlock said, only for the door to be slammed in his face.

He knocked again.

“Mrs. Morstan, slamming the door in people’s faces is very unbecoming a Lady.”

“Sherlock... what do you know about being a Lady...”

“Well...”

“Never mind... what do you want?”

“I have a case.”

“Good.” He said as he began to close the door only to find Sherlock had hiked up his dress and shoved his foot into the door.

“A woman was murdered.”

“Sherlock, I’m a nurse... I can’t help someone after they’re dead.”

“She was thrown out a fourth floor window three days ago. The police believe it to have been suicide, but I know it was a ****.”

“Sherlock... I haven’t seen you in six months. Mary has given birth. I have a baby to take care of.”

“Bring it along, it’ll be fun.”

“Are you high?” John asked

“...maybe...”

The door opened further to find John’s husband, Dr. Mary Morstan.”

“Ah... Miss Holmes.” She said “so good to see you. Still getting into trouble.”

“You know it.” He said with a smile.

“Oh you silly little boy....” she replied with a chuckled “would you like to join us for diner?”

“Why, yes, that would be lovely.” Sherlock said as he entered the building.