Sherlock Holmes & Mia Smoak
Mia just rolled her eyes at his defense of John Watson. Honestly, she didn't get it but if they wanted to be boyfriends or whatever, what did she care. She was more interested in wrapping this up so she could get out of there, but then he had to go and open his mouth.
She took it with a silent, seething fury up until he said she didn't know her father. Mia stood abruptly and balled her fists at her sides. "Fuck it," she muttered, a mere moment before she punched him in the nose hard enough that it would bleed. Maybe even be broken if she was lucky. "And fuck you," she added, before she turned and walked away. She didn't care in the slightest that they still had more time or that she'd caused a scene. He deserved it, even if her response had only proven what he'd said true.