@Hhibou354 asked: Sherlock, John, Mycroft, Greg what would you do if you were ladies for the day???

#(Main Room)#

S: Have sex.

J: Typical.

S: What? Are you saying if you were the opposite gender, you wouldn't be curious about what sex is like in that form?

J: Yeah, I guess. I'd probably spend an hour or so just assessing my boobs, if I'm honest.

S: *falls quiet*

J: Sherlock?

S: Do you miss women?

J: Don't be an idiot. We've had this conversation before. You worry over nothing, I love you and that's that so get this stupid idea about me missing women and their boobs out of your head.

S: *looks satisfied* ..Providing I was the only one who knew I was a female, I'd do round and just generally freak people out. Give them fake name and then just spend the day telling them all the things I know about them. See how long it takes for someone to figure it out.

J: I'd go slap all the females that pissed me off. It's not that bad if it's a girl slapping another girl, right? ...Actually, I wouldn't feel right slapping them.

S: You let people get away from too much.

J: Yeah, and you're top of the list.

#(Side Room)#

Mycroft: I agree with my brother.

Greg: About John?

Mycroft: Well, yes but I was referring to if I was suddenly a female for a day.

Greg: Oh! Right. I don't know what I'd do. It depends.. Do I know that it's just for a day? And did I know that I was going to change? Because if not I'd probably spend a while freaking out,

Mycroft: That's true.

Tammy: I can see Sherlock being a sexy girl.

Charlie: *raises an eyebrow*

Tammy: Not as sexy as you, of course.

Charlie: Heh. I reckon John would be a pretty sexy girl too. Natural blonde.

Tammy: He'd be short to. Oh my God, he'd be adorable. A short blonde that wears jumpers all the time.

Ms Hudson: Imagine Sherlock's hair...

Greg: It'd be a pain in the arse to brush.

Mycroft: Again, true. 

Molly: Female Sherlock... On her period.

Greg: Now that, is a scary thought.

Mycroft, Molly, Ms Hudson, Charlie, Tammy, Matthew: Agreed.

#(Main Room)#

J: Oh, God. You'd use it as an excuse to be bitchy and whiny all.

S: Imagine if it were Mycroft. He'd- Well, she'd- end up spending it eating cake and then crying that she's fat.

J: Don't be mean.

S: It's true!