"Yeah. Yeah, I will. Thanks." Pansy set the folder down on the table and stared at it for a moment. She felt awkward. Sherlock was totally intimidating. Had been ever since she'd known him. She'd probably said about a dozen words to him, total, in the time she'd known him. Apart from today, of course.
"...can I buy you a coffee, or something?" She added, awkwardly.