"Everything I ever do is to impress you, John Watson," Sherlock muttered, though it had an element of truth to it.

"And no, Joan, I don't expect you to fight." He pulled out of the car for a brief second, and handed her his crowbar. "Unless absolutely necessary, of course," he added with a smirk before returning to his work. "You'd be surprised what necessity and adversity will do to a person."