"If you can tell the Sherlocks apart, do let on now, so I can stop trying to avoid giving you clues," laughs Juliet.
Juliet looks Minus up and down. "I don't think that's the same outfit he had on last time you met," she remarks.
"And yet," he says, "I can see why he might have guessed."
"Bells seem to trend towards default clothes. That's witch silks for Amariah and that leather flying outfit for Angela but the rest of us wind up in jeans and t-shirts, and eventually, when appropriate, crowns on top," says Bella. "I wonder why you have different styles."
"In what conceivable way is having a soul supposed to render one's taste in clothes boring?"
"I dress closer to how we used to," says Plus. "Apparently not having a soul makes one more inclined to wear silk and leather."
"Wonder why," says Juliet, reaching out to pet Minus's shirt. (It's soft.)
"Well. Another sequence?" proposes Juliet, and without particularly waiting for an answer she turns her hand on Minus's shirt into a throw. (It's not like it's tactically useless. She can play bait, let vampires think she's not wise to them, and then surprise!)
This makes the first two-Sherlock sequence she wins on her first try.
"Thanks. I think I can smooth it out, though, let's do that one one more time."
But so's she. She wins again, but she needs another smoothing round to correct for his improved start, and then she's smooth.
This all goes on for the customary amount of time. Bella pretty much ignores Giles in favor of her sparring partners. He's a Watcher, he's Watching, all's well.