He rather hoped John would be the carrot, that would mean he had to stay relatively healthy and unhurt in order to prove a suitable prize. In addition, Sherlock would obviously be better at solving any game that Moriarty decided to throw at them. He wasn't too worried about that, Moriarty was fascinated by him and his brain, he wasn't going to fritter away their time together by making someone ordinary solve the puzzles.

"Gone off twister, then?"

Sherlock snorted and slipped his hand into his pocket to swiftly and surreptitiously send a text to Mycroft. Just his location and the name Moriarty. Much as he hated to involve big brother, he would crow about it terribly, needs must.

"If we're going to get started then can we please move onto the more interesting part of the night? All I've had so far is a very mediocre cup of tea out of this whole thing."