[She laughs and files this away as something to discuss later with her teammates. So far she hasn't seen any proof that anyone here is fictional, but Sherlock Holmes and John Watson? Interesting.] I'm sorry. You must hear this a lot. I read books about the two of you as a child. But you don't look very... Victorian.

[Sorry, John, but she's utterly fascinated by you, now.]

I haven't got any plans, no. That sounds lovely.