*is grinning*. Love the Waverly bit at the end, and Kuryakin being mistaken for a British spy.

A very nice fic altogether. I wish the caonon writers had managed to fit this in somewhere. I'd love to see the partners in these costumes.

I'm sure the Irish mob was a much more formidable opponent than Thrush.

(sidebar: though the partners wouldn't want to play, reenactments aren't nearly as much fun if you don't take them seriously. A bit like serious theatre.)