Detective

The Client's Appereance

It was seemingly long wait. But before long, there came a rapid knock at the door. I oppened the door, as I did so, a young woman who was extremely beuatiful, wearing slim, ragged jeans and a ruby red T-Shirt.
"Are you mister Johnson?" she asked,  
"Indeed I am!" I replied, "It's a pity that that those exspensive jeans did no last for a few days.",
"What!?" she was appreantly shocked, "How did you-",
"It's very simple really, the Jeans looked very ragged indeed, but there is a certain tear that
does not look like upon close inspection meant to be torn, for your jeans are only slightly
frayed in the knees as where a fashioned frayed rip would be even more frayed. And I also
asume that you work very hard because I see there is sweat in you right brow and your
red shirt has a slight odor that of a labored worker, but since your hands don't seem rough,
I asume now that it's all because of your stress over this particular case. Is that not so?",

  Shocked, the woman was slowly replying, "Why y-yes, you are indeed correct. Truely,
you are like Sherlock Holmes!",
"Haha! I'm afraid not, for he has a partner, but I am only one. Please, sit down and
let us descuss this case."