Post by hamlet on Feb 25, 2011 22:12:54 GMT -5
'Brilliant, Harry Chandler. Just brilliant. But I detected something then. I ... detected, that you nearly spilt my drink.'
Harry gave an extremely lopsided grin in Sherlock's direction, laughing, a bit amused by him randomly messing up his hair. Not that he cared about that now given his current state. "Consider me guilty then. Whoops. Sherlock has done it again!" He lifted his glass. "Another case solved. Case cloooosed." He then proceeded to take a swallow of his drink.
'Miss Minola, if I'm right, the name means fair haired, but I'd look even stupider going round saying Hello everyone, my name's Fair-Haired Holmes. I'd have no friends. Although ... But if you prefer it, feel free. I'm not averse.'
Harry lifted his brow incredulously at Sherlock. " I am," he retorted, jokingly. "I'm very averse to that."
And to Katherine's...or Katerina's story, something similar immediately came to mind. "What is it with medieval...garbage?" He ranted, unable to think of a better word. "I mean, seriously." He threw an arm on Sherlock's shoulder and leaned on him, suddenly thinking that was a good thing to do right about now. "Did you know I was called 'the prince' back in the day? Yup. I know. Stupid. I mean, some people still call me that - the papers call me that. For what? Because I'm heir to Hamlet Enterprises? You gotta be kidding me. And the bad part about it is - I loathe that name. I am prince of a business empire - that just sounds so...so...ugh." He shook his head and let go of Sherlock to take another swallow.
"Cheesy!" He said suddenly, finally thinking of the word. "That's it. Cheesy."
Harry gave an extremely lopsided grin in Sherlock's direction, laughing, a bit amused by him randomly messing up his hair. Not that he cared about that now given his current state. "Consider me guilty then. Whoops. Sherlock has done it again!" He lifted his glass. "Another case solved. Case cloooosed." He then proceeded to take a swallow of his drink.
'Miss Minola, if I'm right, the name means fair haired, but I'd look even stupider going round saying Hello everyone, my name's Fair-Haired Holmes. I'd have no friends. Although ... But if you prefer it, feel free. I'm not averse.'
Harry lifted his brow incredulously at Sherlock. " I am," he retorted, jokingly. "I'm very averse to that."
And to Katherine's...or Katerina's story, something similar immediately came to mind. "What is it with medieval...garbage?" He ranted, unable to think of a better word. "I mean, seriously." He threw an arm on Sherlock's shoulder and leaned on him, suddenly thinking that was a good thing to do right about now. "Did you know I was called 'the prince' back in the day? Yup. I know. Stupid. I mean, some people still call me that - the papers call me that. For what? Because I'm heir to Hamlet Enterprises? You gotta be kidding me. And the bad part about it is - I loathe that name. I am prince of a business empire - that just sounds so...so...ugh." He shook his head and let go of Sherlock to take another swallow.
"Cheesy!" He said suddenly, finally thinking of the word. "That's it. Cheesy."
