[John heaves an irritated sigh. There's just no winning when it comes to Sherlock, sometimes. Though he always intended to find a real date for Harry's wedding, now he kind of wants to find one as soon as possible.]

Fine. Okay. You're right. I'm wrong. I'm an idiot and shame on me for ever thinking I could be anything otherwise. Now do you want to keep rubbing all that in over something utterly pointless, or are you ready to drop it?