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When Sherlock walks into the Biology classroom, a few minutes early as usual, he is thinking about last night. It's a bad time for it, but he is hardly going to start thinking about Biology until it is absolutely necessary.

He takes his usual seat and settles in to await Miss—to await Bella.

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"Good to know I have not lost my touch, I suppose."

Cal raises his soda for a drink, snorting a laugh into the can.

Sherlock smirks.

Cal takes a long swallow of soda, then sighs.

"So," he says. "'Discussion about ethics,' huh?"

"Yes. I offered her tea, but she had to go home and consider our conversation in more detail."

"I bet she did," Cal says. Meaningfully.

Sometimes after he sees Tina, he goes home and considers their conversation in great detail.

"Not quite in the way you are no doubt thinking."

Cal is undeterred.

"You don't know that," he says.

"If I were Tony I would bet you a car."

"If you were Tony," Cal points out, "you would agree with me."

"I don't think even Tony could have managed to come away with that impression from a conversation like that. On the other hand, Tony would likely have spoken with her about something else in the first place."

"Well, yeah," Cal says in response to the second point.

Most guys do when it involves a hot girl who's interested in them.

He shrugs.

Normally, Cal would probably keep right on poking. On general principle.

Under the circumstances, though, he relents a little, smiling ruefully.

"That's okay," he says, "it's not your fault you suck at this."

"How comforting," he says dryly, but he smiles right back.

"That's what I'm here for," Cal says. "Remember (http://americas-son.livejournal.com/8454.html?thread=1250822#t1250822)?"

"Ah, yes."

And now he's grinning outright.

"Well, if you must."

"I must," Cal confirms. "Don't worry, I'm pretty good at it."

And kind of looking forward to it. Sherlock is his best friend and all, but sometimes Cal misses having, like. Normal conversations.

Not a lot. But sometimes.

"So I have heard. Well, when there is material for any kind of a conversation along those lines, I shall let you know directly. In the meantime, you will have to content yourself with the available facts, which are that Bella Swan is an extremely thorough and persistent young lady and I have no indication that she views me as anything other than an irritatingly difficult puzzle with an irritatingly unlikely solution in a comparatively inoffensive package."

"Yeah," Cal says. "So far as you can tell."

They may finally have found a subject in which Cal strongly suspects Sherlock's deductive abilities to be lacking.

"And what are your thoughts on the matter?" he inquires, half teasing, half with genuine interest.

"She also thinks you're hot."

Obviously.

One word:

"Evidence?"

"She keeps ending up here."

Cal has heard of people of the opposite sex just hanging out with no sexual attraction occurring, but he doesn't really buy it. Especially not teenagers.

"Do we need to have another conversation about things I did not invent?"