“I quite like the sound of that.”
“What do you think you know about me?”
Sherlock smirked. “I know you were from the south in the States. I also know you moved to New York City for awhile where you survived the terrorist attacks, not by luck but because you have something that protects you. I also know you have a sister who has connections to a government branch and therefore you know quite a bit about the reality of those terrorist attacks.”
“Shall I continue?”
She leans back in her chair, grinning. “Those are easy things. You didn’t get much of that from just looking at me. Those are things you picked up by looking me up.”
“Go on.”