His response to the question was immediate and loud: "No! No, not at all! Please, just have a seat and try not to touch anything. ... It's all very delicate, you see."

'Victor' was relatively sure that all incriminating evidence had been disposed of; either burned in the fireplace or stashed away somewhere safe. Even so, it was best not to risk that Mr. Clavicle- err- Clerval start moving things around. This was Sherlock's first time playing out one of these provided scenes and he had no idea just how badly things might go off the rails, if at all. Best to stick to the script.

Twisting the faucet, he allowed some water to pour into the kettle and looked over his shoulder. ...Only to see his scene partner peering over towards the plant.

"Oooh, has that caught your interest?"