I wish we said “fancy” in America. As in, “I fancy you.” It’s such a more agreeable term than “I have a crush on you.”  What’s a crush? Like, I AM A BOA CONSTRICTOR AND I AM GOING TO IMMOBILIZE YOU WITH MY MISPLACED AND OBSESSIVE AFFECTION.  “I fancy you” is like, you’re so shiny and glittery and I just want to put you on a shelf and look at you for a while ‘cause you’re fancy.

I know that you’re preparing to fight. Your efforts are futile. You cannot fight me. I do not want to kill you. I have great respect for the teachers of Hogwarts. I do not want spill magical blood.

When someone asks how your boyfriend is doing 

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Good god is Cumberbatch good at facial expressions. You can see every thought that goes through Sherlock’s head.

Panel 1: Performing politeness

Panel 2: “Oh, look, that person is doing a thing. Hm. Curious.”

Panels 4 and 6: Thinking, please wait…

Panel 8: Success! and return to performing politeness.