Work Text:
"Really, Ma'am?"
The CIA agent looked a bit nauseous.
"Anything, I promise," she gave a rather saucy wink through her tears and hiked up her dress a few more centimeters. "I'm not so old, I've forgotten all my tricks, dearie."
"Mrs Hudson, you are trying to seduce me."
She winked again, and Sherlock burst through the door.