Sherlock didn't answer the question because it was so obvious to her. She dreaded the minds of the regular human being. They were so boring to her, so plain and dull. She closed her eyes and paced a few more steps before grabbing a few more papers, reading them, and then tossing them to the side. She stopped pacing for a brief moment before grabbing her black trench coat and scarf and started for the door.<br/>"Come with me Jessica... We'll see how much use you are to me..."<br/><br/>Once outside, Sherlock called a taxi and said the name of the street they were going to. She needed a lab, a real lab, so it was ideal for her to go to the forensic lab. Once at the lab, she exited the car and walked to the lab without saying a word to Jessica. She rushed into the lab and started to grab the things she needed, moving them around in particular places. She took off her coat and threw it to the side, some of the scientists weren't even phased by her actions. This was common for Sherlock, to barge into the forensic lab and start working on something.<br/><br/>"Sherlock, what is it now...?" A voice was heard from the doorway. A girl who had worked in the lab for a while new Sherlock and what she does for a living, but was always mesmerized with how she worked. Messy and disorganized yet somehow in a way, graceful.<br/>"I am merely working on a case Cassandra. Now be quiet, I am thinking." The girl named Cassandra shut her opened mouth so she could let Sherlock work. Cassandra gave a glance to Jessica and gave a nervous smile before shifting her gaze back to Sherlock.