The sulking he could deal with, the dramatic slamming was significantly harder!

Swiftly pulling over by the edge of the curb, he gave Sherlock a look of shock and stared at Sherlock like he'd grown about three heads or something. What on Earth was wrong with him? Sometimes was obviously wrong. He just had no idea what.

"Sherlock, stay close to the car, whatever you do. Don't run off, we need to stay together," John warned, undoing his seat belt just in case. Sherlock wasn't exactly predictable right now.