#askpoirot

[lxgique-archive-blog]

-steals Holmes' violin rosin-

                    ❝ i will beat you with my hunting crop. ❞ 

[lucinda-holmes]

"Aha! Bonjour Mademoiselle Holmes," the little man took her hand politely, and bowed toward it.

"Oh! Hello!" she giggled. "I- you can call me Lucy." she smiled, biting on her lip as he treated her, in her mind, like royalty. "If I’m not mistaken, and my husband’s skills have rubbed off on me…..you’re Hercule Poirot!"

[littlespyoflondon]

+ ( askpoirot )

"Oh, sir, but I'm afraid that that tie really does not match that shirt. Don't take that as being rude, more, friendly advice."

[pcirot]

Poirot: If you will forgive me for being personal - I do not like your face, M. Ratchett.

Ratchett: I came out to have a good time and I’m honestly feeling so attacked right now.

[askthegirldetective]

♒ (But for Nancy on the pole xD)

Send me ♒ a for my muse’s reaction to seeing yours pole dancing at a strip club

I look and stare so deep in your eyes, I touch on you more and more every time; When you leave i’m begging you not to go, call your name two, three times in a row…

[soprxno-blog]

"Mademoiselle!" the little man had seen her after her most recent performance "-you must please, excuse me for approaching you but sacré! Your performance was near divine!"

“Oh—!”

    She’s blushing, now, pink having bloomed    as flattered roses on pallid cheeks

"I do not know what to say!"

[solus-geminus]

"Pardon, Mademoiselle, do you happen to know where one might find a café particularly excellent and prompt in it's serving of tisane?"

Helen pondered the thought for a moment or two before answering in return. To be absolutely fair, she wasn’t well-versed in where to purchase herbal tea, though she felt that since the gentleman had asked, she would try her best to give him advice as to where to go.

"It’s no problem at all, sir. I have to say, herbal teas aren’t quite my cup of tea if you’ll pardon the pun. However, I do know a few cafés nearby that might suit you well. Would you like me to show you there?"

[gunpowderred-archive-blog]

"It is time that we have the conversation, nes pas?"

"It would depend entirely on what the conversation was on." Her voice was bland, though a hint of surprise showed on her face. She turned to face the Belgian man, braid swinging behind her back as she tilted her head slightly.