"I´m Gonna Miss This / Working with You."

A couple of days later. Sherlock was about to go to بستر when his phone went off. It was a text from Irene asking to see him one last time before she left. Joan was out seeing her family (She hasn't told them about her and Sherlock yet). He put on his جیکٹ and scarf and left to meet her. He found her sitting in on a park bench.
'Didn't think آپ would دکھائیں up.' Sherlock sat down اگلے to her.
'What do آپ want?.'
'I told you. I wanted to see آپ before i left.'
'If آپ wanted to see me آپ would have come to my flat but no آپ chose to meet here. There's something else.' She took out her phone...

'Aren't آپ going to invite me in?.' Sherlock just stared at her in shock. 'I didn't expect آپ to be so speechless. Glad to see i still have that effect on you.'
'How can آپ be here?.'
'Not important. Now...'
'Tell me!.'
'How about we take this inside?.' Sherlock moved aside so Irene could come in. He followed her into the front room. 'Nice place. Don't know how آپ can afford it with your little habit.'
'How do آپ know about that?.' She turned round at him and smiled.
'I've kept tabs on you.'
'Then you'll know I've دیا it up.' Irene moved closer to him.
'Did آپ miss me?.'
'I've moved on.'
'Not...