I went out to lunch with my brother today. Things got interesting.

The Waiter: *Takes our orders, then looks at us playfully.* "I'll get a candle, it'll be more romantic."
Brother: "..."
Me: "I'm not his date, Angelo."
Brother: "...?..."
Waiter: *Pauses, raises an eyebrow* "... I... Was wondering if you'd like to get coffee?"
Me: "Black, two sugars. I'll be upstairs."
Brother: "???"
Waiter: *Smiles excitedly*
Me: *Grinning* "Richard Brook was fake."
Waiter: "Moriarty was real."
Brother: *Looking back and forth between us, confused*
Me: "I believe in Sherlock Holmes!"
Waiter: "I fight John Watson's war!"
The Waiter and I in unison: "And we both wait for the day that Holmes will walk back through the door!" *Highfive*
My brother and the rest of the diners: "..." *Not getting it* "... What...?"