Without hesitating Sherlock climbed through the shattered drivers-side window of his car, and Watson just blinked at him.
“Did you break the window?” he asked, incredulous.
“Obviously,” Sherlock said with a frown. “You’re the one who locked me in.”
“I broke the door lock, not the window button,” Watson said.
Sherlock looked down at the buttons on his door and made a short hm noise. “I didn’t realize there were so many.”
Watson just stared. “How much money did you waste bribing someone into giving you a license?”
“Oh I don’t have one,” Sherlock said, fussing with the buttons until he got the passengers-side window to roll down.
“Half of the police force is related to me,” Watson said, dumbfounded.
“Exactly! No one will pull me over now!”
Don’t even look at me unless ur at least this stupid
