This is the short version of what I told Mrs.Hudson:
Arina is my friend, I haven't seen her in years, she told me she's coming to London this year but never told me exactly when, we planned on splitting the rent, now she turns up without even letting me know.
It wasn't quite short.
While I was talking, Arina seemed tongue-tied. She nodded in agreement once in a while, or added more details to my story. But other that that, she was quiet.
Once I finished talking, Mrs.Hudson smiled to her.
"I'm so glad you came! She was getting a bit desolate," she said jokingly and elated, "welcome to London dear."
After a hug and wishing a good stay, she left. Well, after a hug and wishing a good stay AND chatting a bit.
Finally Arina started to talk.
"so... Here is where you live."
"yep. It's a nice little flat."
Before she could talk, I asked the thing that was bothering me the whole time.
"how did you come in?"
"well, the door was open."
"WHAT?"
I almost shouted, stunned.
"I'm sure I closed and locked it."
She laughed at me.
"it was completely open," she stopped laughing when she saw I was serious,
"Don't worry. I closed and locked it. The key was on the lock."
I felt relieved.
Maybe it was Mr. Holmes again, I said to myself, He does all these strange stuff for his experiments."
"so..." said Arina. She seemed eager to know more. "who was that man with a gun?"
I sighed.
"well, it was Mr.Holmes. He lives upstairs. He is..."
"Mr. Holmes???" she cried suddenly, "you mean that famous detective? Sherlock Holmes?"
She was hyped up.
"yeah," I said, not certain, "that's him. Although I never knew what his job was. I thought he was some kind of scientist."
Arina laughed, het up. "Can I go talk to him? Or take a picture? I can't believe it..."
She started talking to herself in a low voice. Wow. She was really excited.
She laughed again and started going towards the door.
"hey! Where do you think you're going? It's midnight! You can't just go and knock on the door and say hi!"
Realizing that scene, I felt chuffed.
Haha. Imagine her knocking , then Mr. Holmes opening the door and before she says anything he starts doing that reading-your-past-and-present-from-your-clothes thing.
"maybe tomorrow!"
Arina said in an over joyed voice.
Oh yeah. Sure. Can't wait to see what he deduces about you.
"ok," I tried to hide my smirk, "I'll introduce you to him tomorrow."
