Sherlock Holmes & Mia Smoak
Mia had actually enjoyed her fourth round date, found someone she could relate to and actually see herself hanging out with. The smile she wore when she approached her last date disappeared immediately.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me." Sherlock Holmes? She was clearly lucky to get one decent date out of the whole thing, even if five minutes hardly counted as a date. "Look, I don't want to be here. I know your reputation. I know we're not going to even remotely get along. You still want to chat for five minutes, cool. But if you pull any sanctimonious shit, I reserve the right to punch you in the face." Mia was very casual about the whole thing and she looked expectantly at him as she took a sip of her beer.