Watson: That dry cleaner you sent me to, you deduced what they were up to.
Bell sent in somebody to search it, and everybody’s arrested.
Sherlock: Thought I was gonna have to send you back there three times more times.
Watson: Why didn’t you tell me when I came to you yesterday?
Sherlock: I wanted you to learn to trust your own instincts.
When the world stops making sense ♪ Good detective knows that every task, every interaction, no matter how seemingly banal, has the potential to contain multitudes.
I live my life alert to this possibility.
I expect my colleagues to do the same.