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You had just walked out the doors of the hospital when you saw a tall man standing only a few feet away from you. You walked away from the entrance so you stood next to the man with the blue scarf and the dark coat. You searched your pockets and found your cigarettes but your lighter was gone.
“Excuse me sir. Can I borrow your lighter?” you asked the man standing next to you. He barely turned his head as he responded.
“And what makes you think I have one?” he asked.
“Well, whether you’re going to use it or not I am not sure but clearly you have one.” You answered and stretched out your hand. The man now turned completely as he reached down his pocket and handed you his lighter.
“How did you know?”
“Deduction.” You said smiling while handing it back to him.
“Please enlighten me.” He said with a smile almost as if entertained. As if he would only care to hear it to be able to make fun of whatever you had to say. Oh, yes you knew who this man was. The one and only Sherlock Holmes.
“It’s January.” You simply said.
“So?” Sherlock said tilting his head a little to the left and narrowing his eyes.
“You’re standing outside a hospital which means there are someone in there you care about or have some kind of relation to anyway or you are just here on a buisness matter perhaps. My money is on the latter. You are obviously not leaving because you’re about a 100 yards from where the taxis are and you’re not headed to the parking lot either. I suppose you could’ve just gone out to get a bit of fresh air but it’s January and it’s freezing and you’ve been standing here for quite some time just outside the no-smoking zone.”
“How did you know?” he asked.
“I’ve been in the lobby and seen you standing here for at least ten minutes. That’s not cheating, that’s observing. Suppose you just enjoy the fresh and cold air. You’ve brought your scarf and jacket after all. But touching your lips and the fairly obvious nicotine patches indicates that you have been smoking before. You have obviously been doing good but with all your cases recently I’ve been reading about, no one would blame you for getting a bit stressed. Again not cheating. Observing. The stress would make any one buy a new pack and a lighter, no shame there. Although you are not like most people are you Mr. Holmes?”
You dropped your cigarette on the pavement and walked away from a slightly impressed consulting detective.