[Oh, a motion to go along with it, too. A dash of showmanship, and Sholmes does appreciate dramatic flair now and again!]
In that case, perhaps...
[Ah, well, perhaps it's predictable of him, but he really does want to disguise himself as the perfect Irene Adler. So why not do that?
Hat now atop his head, and a hand moving passing his face, he draws forth in his mind the image of Irene, a perfectly elegantly lady; not an instance that is simply Sholmes doing his best to emulate one, though he admittedly does a fair job on his own.
The magic manifests, and behold! Here sits "Irene Adler" before her, still only half dressed, mind.]
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In that case, perhaps...
[Ah, well, perhaps it's predictable of him, but he really does want to disguise himself as the perfect Irene Adler. So why not do that?
Hat now atop his head, and a hand moving passing his face, he draws forth in his mind the image of Irene, a perfectly elegantly lady; not an instance that is simply Sholmes doing his best to emulate one, though he admittedly does a fair job on his own.
The magic manifests, and behold! Here sits "Irene Adler" before her, still only half dressed, mind.]