Disclaimer: Amelia Holmes and Gina Tomita both belong to Clockwork's apprentice. I don't own anything from Sherlock Holmes or Ouran High!

"Excuse me!" The caretaker called, power walking over to where two figures stood looking at a statue. "The museum is closed. I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

Gina and Amelia turned to look at the man who was walking towards them before he stopped and crossed his arms. Gina glanced at Amelia, who nodded to her.

"Sorry." Gina said. "We were distracted by these beautiful statues. May I ask a few questions about the security guard who went missing a few days ago. What was his name? Sam Lester? I heard that his body was found by the river this morning. May I ask if you know anything about this?"

Amelia smirked as the caretaker was caught off guard by Gina's cute appearance and didn't notice Amelia walk past him, swiping his keys from his pocket so swiftly that he didn't even feel it. She couldn't help but look him over.

Tall. Neat. Folds along the sides of his shirt, jacket and pants. Shirt; $300. Jacket; $400. Pants; $300. Shoes; $200. Married. Covering his ring with his hand. Left handed. Ring not cleaned, hints of shine on the inner side. Takes off his ring a lot. Multiple suitors. Not happy in his marriage. Fur along the lower half of his legs. Small dog. Fur mainly on the back of his pants. Wife's dog. Phone in his side pocket. Wait, two phones. Organized. Neat hands. Manicured nails. Not a hard worker. No gun.

Amelia turned to the office and unlocked the door easily. She looked over the desk, scanning over all the papers quickly.

Now why would such a neat and organized man have such a mess of an office?

Amelia resisted the urge to organize the papers on the desk as she looked around, a habit gained from helping John clean up after her father when she was younger. Putting her hands in the pockets of her father's coat, Amelia looked over the desk of papers.

A disorganized man with more focus on his personal appearance than his work space would more likely leave documents laying on the desk no matter how important.

Taking note of the filing cabinet, Amelia opened it, showing the cabinets mostly empty. She smirked and closed the drawer before turning back to the desk.

Gina smiled as she listened to the caretaker try to talk her into getting coffee with him. Out of the corner of her eye, Amelia walked out of the office and over to another painting out of view of the caretaker.

"Well." Gina said, pulling out a sheet of paper and writing out a fake number on it and handing it to him as Amelia walked over. "Here. Give me a call sometime. I'm only here in London for another week."

"Gina, we've bothered Mr. Richmond long enough. The museum is closed after all." Amelia smiled softly before handing the man his keys. "I believe you dropped these, Mr. Richmond."

The caretaker ran his hands over his jacket quickly as if searching for his keys before taking the keys from the Holmes girl and nodding. Amelia nodded and lead her friend out with her. A faint buzz from her phone caused Amelia to pull it out and look down at the screen as Gina held open the door to the cab for her.

John told me you took a case.

SH

Amelia grinned down at her phone.

"Where to?" the cabbie asked as Gina closed the door and sat next to her.

"221B Baker Street"

Hopefully I'll actually have Sherlock Holmes in the next chapter!