(London, 2 years ago)
Irene: What's up?
Holmes: Yes, well, it's been several weeks since our meeting-turned-interrogation turned sexual marathon. A memorable afternoon and evening. I'm sure you'd agree. Yet, each time I've tried to arrange for an encore, I've been politely, but unmistakably rebuffed, as if your right, of course. Although, I admit, I'm not accustomed to rebuffings.
Irene: You're not accustomed to being on the receiving end of rebuffings.
Holmes: Quite so. It seems to me, we had an experience worth repeating. Just, I'm curious as to why you differ.
Irene: I don't differ. I reject your whole premise. Our afternoon was one of the most unique and memorable of my life. It can't be repeated. We could try, but that's just a game of diminishing returns, isn't it? I'd rather just remember it the way it was.
Holmes: You preserve the integrity of the initial encounter by denying yourself further ones. Interesting.
Irene: People don't treasure things anymore. You should try it.