You were visiting the Madame Tusspells' waxwork museum, specifically the crime scenes department, because you had some kind of kink over gorey stuff and all. You found somewhat catching the reconstruction of the moments before a killing for some reason.

you were walking around...until you saw some...waxwork that caught your eye.

on a stand, next to of course a scene of a killing, you found...

a waxwork of...Herlock Sholmes...?

you took fee steps closer to examine it.

"...."

the waxwork was on a particular pose.

after a while of staring, you decoded to walk away.

"Wait my dear fellow!"

you joilted as you heard a voice right behind you.

you immediately turned you head towards the source of the sound...and...well...

there he was Herlock Sholmes smirking.

"Ahhh....so I fooled you, dear friend. I guess I'm good at acting as a statur then."

he said.

"Don't loose the chancd to take a photograph with the great detective! Just a few shillings will be enough!"

he made another dynamic pose.

you almost got an heart attack.

...

was he...trying to coax you for having some money...?