Somehow, the idea of grabbing a pint with a dragon is only odd if that he's offering it while they're in a pastel world of ponies. It's just not one of those settings you'd expect to see anything apart from fruit juice and water in. "Yeah... you see, the thing is, that sounds lovely - you seem lovely - but I'm pretty sure this is a dream.

"Or a hallucination..." Oh, god, has Sherlock been putting drugs in his drinks again? John might just actually kill the other man when he lays hands on him. "And I know you're going to tell me it's not, but this seems just a little beyond belief, wouldn't you say? Cybertron aliens and ponies and... everything, really."