It is around 5 pm when I reach the third floor of St Paul's complex in Bandra. Sir Henry Baskerville, "a small, alert, dark-eyed man about 30 years of age, very sturdily built," and Dr John H Watson, the stout sidekick and apprentice to world renowned detective Sherlock Holmes, are already on their way to the Baskerville estate in Devon. The duo has boarded a train. But, there seems to be much confusion about who has the ticket.


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The conversation that ensues is hilarious. For the uninitiated, it all might seem a bit weird. Why would Dr Watson, whom Sherlock has dispatched to Baskerville Hall as his stand-in, and Sir Henry, whose uncle is recently brutally murdered by a 'hound', be concerned with such trivial issues? Or do they have some serious implications?