sherlock + joan | bleeding out

A couple of days later. Sherlock was about to go to kitanda when his phone went off. It was a text from Irene asking to see him one last time before she left. Joan was out seeing her family (She hasn't told them about her and Sherlock yet). He put on his koti, jacket and scarf and left to meet her. He found her sitting in on a park bench.
'Didn't think wewe would onyesha up.' Sherlock sat down inayofuata to her.
'What do wewe want?.'
'I told you. I wanted to see wewe before i left.'
'If wewe wanted to see me wewe would have come to my flat but no wewe chose to meet here. There's something else.' She took out her phone...

'Aren't wewe going to invite me in?.' Sherlock just stared at her in shock. 'I didn't expect wewe to be so speechless. Glad to see i still have that effect on you.'
'How can wewe be here?.'
'Not important. Now...'
'Tell me!.'
'How about we take this inside?.' Sherlock moved aside so Irene could come in. He followed her into the front room. 'Nice place. Don't know how wewe can afford it with your little habit.'
'How do wewe know about that?.' She turned round at him and smiled.
'I've kept tabs on you.'
'Then you'll know I've aliyopewa it up.' Irene moved closer to him.
'Did wewe miss me?.'
'I've moved on.'
'Not...