a lovely date for a murder, don't you agree

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Neither of them called it a date. Sherlock may not have been the most socially up-to-speed person, but he knew what this was; what John was asking. He humored him and agreed, not pressing the matter. It wasn't unusual for them to to be together anyway, even before this. In fact, catching them without the other was even more odd.

It wasn't too fancy, anyway. The Chinese place down the street was good, and authentic (according to Sherlock's verification), and reasonably priced for two men sharing money. The atmosphere wasn't romantic, at least. Sherlock imagined the pressure on John would be lessened if just for that reason, even if he didn't understand the big deal.

"Eating in today for once, eh, Sherlock?" the host asked with a polite smile as they entered. "Two, then?"

"Yes, thank you," Sherlock said, looking at John. "Any plans after this, by the way?"

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John tugged off his coat before he sat, hanging it from the support of the chair. "I hadn't really thought ahead," He admitted, retrieving one of the yellow paper lunch menus from the center of the table. "It's a bit out of the way, but I suppose we could stop by the park... I would suggest a film, but I'm not sure if a cinema is the best place to bring you knowing how you talk to the telly."

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"John!"

Sherlock had jolted up, mid-sleep, in revelation. He had opened his mouth to say something, only to realize he didn't know what it was. Why did he wake up in the first place?

Oh, right. His phone had gone off. It was still in his hand.

Forwarded the schedules to you. I know that's what you wanted. We have to stop him by tomorrow. -GL

Sherlock scrolled through the attached files, a smile quickly growing on his face.

"Looks like we're having Chinese again," he said.