She rinses the syrup off of both of their plates. When she turns around, she sees Sherlock in the coat.

Just when she thinks he cannot possibly become more desirable in her eyes, he goes and puts on a badass coat that makes him look so hot she can barely stand it. She takes a little breath and dials down her hormones a notch or five.

"Wow. You look like an action-adventure hero from a black and white movie. That's a compliment, by the way."

Guh. Damn it. It is so not fair.