Felicity dug her nail into her hand to keep from showing the fact that she had been startled. "Oh, I wish that was true," she said flashing the approaching woman a smile. "The men in my life aren't nearly simple enough. In fact, that type of man would be a welcome change, I think, sometimes."
That wasn't true though and she knew it. Her feelings for Sherlock probably would not exist if he was any way other than how he is. He was a confusing man but good god, did she like being around him. "Not really, I guess. I don't know." She smiled sheepishly at the woman. "Sorry. I ramble."
Kneeling down, she scratched her puppy behind the ears. "I'm Felicity. I'm not normally this jumpy."