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In the lab. Molly is working on a paper, and Sherlock enters, a little paper bag in his hands.
MOLLY: Oh, Sherlock! I wasn't expecting you here today...Greg didn't send anything for you, I'm sorry...
SHERLOCK: I'm not on a case, indeed.
MOLLY: Ok...so why are you here? Need any help with some experiment?
SHERLOCK: No, thanks.
MOLLY: (a bit dejected) Well, I will shut up and leave you at your experiment, then.
SHERLOCK: I- Well, I...(huffs and storms away, leaving Molly utterly perplexed).
Ten seconds later, Sherlock comes back.
SHERLOCK: According to custom, couples usually exchange gifts during the Valentine's day.
MOLLY: (eyes him suspiciously) Yes, it's a tradition.
SHERLOCK: John says that the gift could be something like confectionery. Or roses. Or jewels.
MOLLY: He's right, these are the most popular Valentine's gifts.
SHERLOCK: You're on diet. And you're allergic to roses. And you don't like wearing jewels.
MOLLY: Sherlock, I don't understand the sense of this conversation...
SHERLOCK: (interrupts her by giving her the paper bag) I- I've brought you something.
MOLLY: (opens it, and takes out a little plant) It's a cactus.
SHERLOCK: A Rebutia Muscula, to be precise.
MOLLY: Thanks...I suppose? Sherlock, if it is some kind of joke, or one of your strange social experiment...
SHERLOCK: What? No! It's a present, for you.
MOLLY: A present...for me. On the Valentine's day.
SHERLOCK: Yes. My father told me that this kind of plant is quite easy to grow, and during the spring it produces vibrantly coloured flowers. It may not look as beautiful as a bunch of tulips, or smell as sweet as the roses; and I know that it may seem a bit harsh, and abrasive, and princkly...
MOLLY: Are we still talking about the plant?
SHERLOCK: (smirks) Yes, of course...
MOLLY: I don't know what to say...And I don't have anything to give you in return, I'm sorry...
SHERLOCK: You've already given me a lot, Molly. (He comes nearer). But I think I could think of something I would like, right now ...(He leans over and kisses her).
MOLLY: (blushing) Ok, now I really don't know what to say...
SHERLOCK: Then don't say anything. Happy Valentine's day, Molly Hooper.
MOLLY: Happy Valentine's day, Sherlock Holmes.
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