Greg is in the morgue with Sherlock and John, listening to Sherlock rattle off details about the corpse and to John bitching about not getting any sleep the night before when he realizes Molly is standing off to the side being ignored.
He’s been watching her out of the corner of his eye since they arrived. He walks over to where she is standing; she smiles at him, expecting polite conversation.
"So, uhm…look I was wondering," Greg begins awkwardly. "Maybe…coffee?"
Molly’s face falls, but she recovers quickly. “Sure.” She starts to move toward the door. “How do you take it?”
Greg looks horrified, reaching out to her with one hand. “NO! I didn’t mean…I was trying to ask…would you like to have coffee? With me. Sometime.”
There are two sounds from near the corpse: Sherlock snorting in derision and Sherlock shouting a complaint as John punches him in the arm.
Molly is, unusually, at a crime scene.
She is on her way home from dinner with her best friend when they happen to see a man collapsed in the alley. Molly hurries to help, but it is too late. She calls the police and waits with the body until they arrive, during which time she notices some things.
She is surprised and delighted when Greg appears. They chat amiably while the forensics team being working. Molly points out the things she observed while waiting.
"You’re very good at this," Greg says. They share a smile. He hesitates and looks at his shoes for a moment. "I don’t suppose…"
"You wouldn’t want to…"
"Solve crimes with your forensics team?" Molly says, chuckling, almost missing the words as Greg says at the same time:
"Have dinner with me?"
I’ll take what’s behind Door #1, please.
My dad and I were in a hotel and he tried the coffee and smiled and said “ahh, it’s like making love in a canoe.” and I said, “it’s that good?” and he stopped smiling and looked me in the eye and said, “no, it’s fucking close to water" before pouring it down the drain really dramatically and walking away.
Oh my GOD.
Extreme dad jokes.
He quoted monty python. I like that in a man
I’m so glad tumblr taught me a lot of things about women, patriarchy and misogyny. It made me unlearn a lot of internalised misogyny.