Gilmore/Irene
Mycroft, despite his great dislike of 'the common rabble', as he so often put it, never failed to host the best parties. And as Gilmore made his entrance, she smiled inwardly, he never disappointed. Even if he was likely not to admit to such an ostentatious guest ever being near his presence, much less at a function he hosted. Elegantly dressed in silver sequins
"Counselor Gilmore," she said, extending a hand at his entrance. "So delighted to see such a lively entrance. Irene Adler, at your service. Though, I dare say, I'm not quite certain that my services would be fitting for one such as yourself." Although, the things that she could learn from him.