#cumberbabe

- Ok, I will be right over… Your cousin really needs some coffee!

Benedict was, I don’t know how, drunker, he was just standing there, looking really weird and then started talking and walking like he was Sherlock.

- Lestrade did not send you, did he?

- SHHH Benedict, put yourself together, you are not Sherlock!

- HOW DARE YOU? Where is Watson? He believes in me… Watson? Watson, where are you? WATSON?

- Your coffee and water miss.

- Thanks Phill, see you!

Benedict stop screaming after Watson, I paid and we left. Phill still looks at me strangely to this day.

- Come Benedict! – I was walking faster, holding his arm.

- Come down woman, who are we running from?

- Quiet, or I will punch you again! – I never had a lot of patience with drunk people, and all I could think was that he still must have vomiting, or at least, the taste of it in his mouth. We stopped and sat on the sidewalk as I opened the bottle of water.

- Put your tongue out. – The best thing about drunk people is that they do not complain about weird things.

- My tongue is already out – Said Benedict with this funny, childish voice, due to his tongue being between his teethes.

I clench my hand, and put water in it, and then lead it to Benedict mouth, two or three times; it was really funny feeling his tongue in my hand, I used to do this all the time when I had to clean my baby cousin’s mouth, but never did it on an adult.

- Now I am giving you the bottle, you are going to put the water in your mouth, gargle it, and spit it out, ok? Do not swallow, split it.

- Can I put my tongue back inside now? – Still talking funny and with his tongue between his teeth.

- Yes, yes you can.

- Damn it! That felt so good, when you where cleaning my little tongue with your hand and water.

He was already with the bottle water in his hand and doing what I told him to. When he finished I handed him the coffee.

- Now is time to get up and drink all this coffee, can you do this?

- But I do not want to. Can you clean my tongue again? Please? That felt so good!

When I looked at him he was already with his tongue out. Really, one of the most hilarious scenes I have ever seen.

- When you finish your coffee maybe I will.

- Bloody hell. All right then. But I am not happy!

The whiskey really should have gone to his head, or he was just the crazier person I have ever came cross, for letting a stranger took care of him while drunk. – Both, yes, probably both. We kept on walking until I found a taxi, just when we were in the car we started talking again.

- You know, you are the MOST beautiful girl I have EVER seen!

- Benedict please, I need to know your address, I need to get you home.

- Yo are so good and beautiful you could be Tom Hiddleston – and then he giggled hysterically.

- Benedict, your address please.

- 221B, Baker Street! – He shouted it.

- Oh Boy, this is going to be a long, long night!

The cabbie was already impatient when I got from Brenedict his hotel address.