"Whatever happened to the asshole that used to come round?" Amanda stood next to Luella's desk at the London Library and pouted. "I mean, he really was an asshole, but so nice to look at. Haven't seen him."

Luella sighed and tapped at her keyboard. She had recently decided they needed a more extensive collection of astronomy texts.

"Luella?"

"I don't know. Sorry."

Amanda pulled up a chair. "He was quite mad about you, wasn't he?"

"Who?"

"Sherlock Holmes. Or didn't you know?" The younger woman picked at her fingernails. "Way he used to stare you down like he might eat you. If he ever came in on your days off, he would just turn around and leave."

Luella stopped typing. "I didn't. Know."

"Shame." Amanda stood up. "Bet you coulda taught him a thing or two in the bedroom." She winked and walked away.