Plot Bunny: Pub Quiz (The Doctor, The Detective & The Behaviorist)

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Anna gave Sherlock a knowing look, shook her head and sipped her beer. "Given up, then - hmmm...?" She asked, voice tinged with barely a hint of snark.

"Sorry mates, we're going to have to hurry you. Ten seconds, please..." The quizmaster announced.

Anna rang the bell at their table and raised a paddle.

"Team YardLock, do you have an answer?"

"Yes!" Anna nodded. "Messier 31 is known to NASA, the ESA and astronomers around the globe as the Andromeda galaxy."

"That is absolutely correct, Doctor Eberhardt. Do you have two factoids for the bonus question, luv?"

Anna looked over her teammates as they hung their heads in silent shame. "Andromeda's parents were Cepheus and Cassiopeia. And, they hailed from what is now modern day Ethiopia," Anna continued.

"Show-off," Sherlock muttered

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"Show-off," Sherlock muttered.

"Well, Sherlock

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"Well, Sherlock... looks like the universe has conspired to stump you once again!" John smirked.

"Shame on all of us for not remembering anything about our Anna's given name

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"Shame on all of us for not remembering anything about our Anna's given name..." Lestrade scratched his head, took one last sip of his beer then, pushed himself away from the table. "That's that, innit?" He chuckled.
"Call me with details, Andromeda luv." Lestrade leaned down to give Anna a friendly peck on the cheek as he took his leave.

John's jaw nearly dropped down to his chest at the gesture

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John's jaw nearly dropped down to his chest at the gesture. Both Sherlock and John swiveled in their chairs to watch Lestrade stride confidently for the door, and into the chilly Central London night.



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Author's Note:

How on earth did I get here? 🤷🏾‍♀️

SpaceQueenSara asked my opinion about something that's being curated by werewolf and, after thinking it over, came up with an idea or two. In the course of research to flesh out that flash of shared inspiration, a video appeared in my YouTube sidebar:


My peeps over at #TeamWerewolf keep things inclusive by encouraging submissions to prompts and such be more or less in the PG-13 category. So, this little bit of lupine yumminess is a little too spicy — definitely for mature viewers because of the lyrics. But, I didn't let stop me from watching the video more times than I'm ever gonna admit.

Unfortunately... now I have an earworm that's stuck in my head, added to those pesky plot bunnies mentioned above.

 now I have an earworm that's stuck in my head, added to those pesky plot bunnies mentioned above

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