Sam, I don't think I've ever actually commented on one of your stories before, so first things first: you're brilliant. With the exception of a very few, older fics whose character motivations I found slightly unconvincing, I've unabashedly adored everything of yours I've read. Your characterization are brillant - even when characters make radically different choices from one AU to another, you have a way of making them seem like the only logical course of action - and your dialogue is second to none in tone and in humor.

That said, I stumbled a bit on this story, and I think the primary reason is that I had a hard time getting a temporal lock on it. The texting bits at the end helped ground it in the TV series' modern-day setting, as did the drywall-drilling, but there were places where I had to remind myself which Holmes and Watson I was reading about, that this wasn't Victorian England. If you weren't such a great writer I woudn't even bother mentioning it, but that has never happened to me whie reading your stories before, so I thought I'd better.