"Surely you jest," Watson said warmly. "The idea never occurred to you? Not even once?" He brought his mouth to Holmes's again, his kisses growing distinctly more heated by this point. Honestly, the idea hadn't occurred to him, either, but he had a distinct feeling of relief -- he often, after they had had some disagreement -- and this seemed to be translating into a desire to needle him, just a little.

"Tell me. Do you plan on exploring this rather remarkable notion of yours any time in the near future? I haven't any plans."