"Oh be careful Sherlock, if you attack me with a flag pole, I will--- welll, I'll be in some trouble," He wasn't sure if he could outrun Sherlock and besides, he didn't want to risk much else. He was hungry, tired and his legs were getting cramped up from the ride. He always did hate using cars, too confined.

"Whats that?" Moving along, he leaned over and took a look at the poster. Oh was that Watson? Raising an eyebrow, he tried his best not to say anything damning about it and looked around the place instead. "This is all wrong, should it be so deserted?"