Sherlock was, no doubt, a handsome fella.

A man as handsome, smart and unashamed as him attracted a lot of ladies on the regular basis. Even the occasional man, though those were rather rare, though he would welcome a few male visitors too.

Currently, the detective was on the cruise called the Noahtic. It was the ship's first launch, and it would be the first ever ballet played on a ship, as well. Naturally, the ship had a lot of visitors boarding.

Sherlock, being the man he was, had attracted another group of females. A group of three, whom he had showed off to just then. And they were so very simple to impress.

All he had had to do was guess the jobs of a few passengers in the hallway, and they'd be all around him, gushing about his incredible deductive abilites. If only it'd pay his rent completely.

"Do it again, Mr.Holmes!" one of the ladies cheered, excitedly pointing at a man whom was looking at the beautiful staircase they were near.

"Still not satiated, hm?" Sherlock gave her a charming smirk, to which the other women began giggling excitedly. "Fine.. He's a mathmatician."