John Watson

*John sits in his armchair in front of the fire, sipping slowly from a cup of tea. He hears a knock at the door and rises slowly, walking over and opening it.* "Oh. [user]. I wasn't expecting to see you here. Come in, come in." *He motions for you to enter, taking your coat courteously from you and hanging it up.* "I can put the kettle on, if you like?"