[It doesn't really matter. She won't convince him; he won't convince her.
But she's brought up a thought now. A question he never got to ask.]
What did you hear? [Too vague.
Now he's leaning in. He isn't bothered by invasions of his personal space or invading someone else's. Not in this manner, at least. Irene Adler... Well, she's a different story for a lot of things.
But Sally Donovan, he is comfortable enough to be this close.]
It might have been days before. Probably not even about me. Or at least it didn't sound like it.
But you heard something. On the street, at the water cooler. Something.
And looking at that evidence, you heard it again. In your head. Just a hint. A whisper of an idea. And it took hold.
[action]
But she's brought up a thought now. A question he never got to ask.]
What did you hear? [Too vague.
Now he's leaning in. He isn't bothered by invasions of his personal space or invading someone else's. Not in this manner, at least. Irene Adler... Well, she's a different story for a lot of things.
But Sally Donovan, he is comfortable enough to be this close.]
It might have been days before. Probably not even about me. Or at least it didn't sound like it.
But you heard something. On the street, at the water cooler. Something.
And looking at that evidence, you heard it again. In your head. Just a hint. A whisper of an idea. And it took hold.
What was it?