[ well, irene's in holmes' room again. she's lighting his pipe, the comm balanced on her knee. it's possibly the least careful she's been about her presence here since this whole charade started. ]

It seems my dear Mister Holmes has been taken away. Or perhaps his blasted turkey ate him, I'm not entirely certain. But he's nowhere to be found, and his communicator seems to be inactive. I'm told this means he's vanished along with the rest of the crowd.

[ there's a pause. irene's tone is so bitter and she knows she'd do well to reign it in, but. ]

Damnably rude of him, leaving without a word to anyone.

[ because that's irene's trick, isn't it? there's a pause, and then she turns off the feed. ]