Sherlock.
I do not get jealous.
YOU get jealous.
JW
Oh, my mistake. I must have imagined that murderous gleam in your eye when the waitress at the restaurant we went to yesterday gave me dessert that I didn’t even order. Just like I must have subsequently imagined the fact that the busboy dropped that tray of dishes whilst staring at me.
My sincerest apologies, John.
SH

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Yeah, well you chased off ALL of my girlfriends since I moved in with you.
JW
