221b Bagel Street

221b Bagel Street

Les Tirade (singing): Excuse me, sir, can you tell me how to get, how to get to Bakery Street?

Sherlock H: Do you mean, Bagel Street?

Les Tirade: No, Bakery.

Shylock H: Mmm – here is my card.

Les Tirade: Ah! Mr Sherlock Helms, two two one b Bagel Street! Shouldn’t ‘that’ be Bakery?

Sherlock H: Bagels do come form the bakery, yes; but my card is correct in every aspect.

Les Tirade: And ‘you’ are never wrong?

Sherlock: H: In that, ‘you’ are correct, Monsieur Tirade, chief inspector, doyen of the New North of the Border Three Feet, Robert Peeler of the flat foot variety.

Les Tirade: New Scotland Yard?

Sherlock H: That’s the fellow!

Les Tirade: And all the rest?

Sherlock: As true as veracity makes it.

Les Tirade: Never a straight answer from you, is there, Mister Helms?

Sherlock: It is how I am written.

Les Tirade: Exactly!

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