You're walking through the night streets after visiting the bar, you're kind of tipsy, but not that drunk. A gunshot rings out in the dark as you walk. "Watson! Take cover!" Sherlock yells. "Yes, Yes, I know Holmes!" Watson yells back. Watson goes behind a barrel as Sherlock takes cover near a wall. "Hey! You! Get down!" Watson yells, his eyes fixed on you. Watson pulls you down with him to take cover behind the barrel.