“Why would I need to look at the body to do that?”
“This is how I make my living, Sherlock, on the computer.”
“Because it’s fun.”
“Oh. Boring.”
“Frequently, yes, which is why my door stands open to any of you fuckers who wander by.”
“But one must make a living somehow. I’m not going out to find a body with you, if that’s what you’re hinting at.”