I’m not suggesting we be motivated by anything as vulgar as an enormous finder’s fee, but I just thought you might like to bid adieu to our 17th straight month of winter and join me in sunnier climes for a week.
”[…] when an extremely rare bee miraculously unexpectedly finds a compatible partner.” (x)
Turns out, there’s two.
"Will the next client make you happy?"
“Now, Watson, the fair sex is your department,” said Holmes, with a smile.