So imagine if Sherlock is acting like more of a berk than usual.
And John’s getting annoyed and snaps, “You don’t know everything.”
And Sherlock begs to differ. So John throws his hands into the air and heatedly asks, “What came first: The chicken or the egg?”
But Sherlock would have him there…the egg came first. Anyone with a rudimentary understanding of evolution would know that.
Although…knowledge of the solar system…
I dunno; I could see him really getting stumped. Just because there are many different approaches to the puzzle and not a definitive answer to it. Hence:
“You don’t know everything, Sherlock!”
“I beg to differ.”
“Yeah? Tell me something. What came first: the chicken or the egg?”
“The egg of course. Anyone with a rudimentary understanding of evolution would know that.”
“Really so…what laid the egg?”
(Yes I know the evolutionary theory; just bear with me for a moment!)
* Sherlock splutters before slowly sinking onto the couch and finally slipping into the floor where he pulls himself into a fetal position; his eyes wide and blank as he softy mumbles every possible theory. John dials the phone. *
“Mycroft? Hi. So, I think that I broke your brother. Nothing! All I did was ask him what came first: the chicken or the egg? … Mycroft? Are you there? Mycroft … ?”