"Congratulations," Sherlock deadpanned from behind one of the market stalls. As he turned to deliver a diatribe on the numerous ways it was not that impressive to notice the presence of another human being, his expression changed entirely.

Oh good.

He stayed where he was, though he way dying for a closer look [it did seem to be off-putting to most, when he got right into their faces] -he didn't want to scare her off before he could get her back to the lab.

"Afternoon."