The British Government

[Mycroft led the way across the street, quiet now, locking himself in his own thoughts. He did open the door for Lestrade, offering a quick smile, but that faded into his most pensive expression. They were seated shortly thereafter, because Mycroft was known to be an excellent tipper and someone who steered a great deal of business their way.

He himself sat down, tucked his napkin in, and looked at the menu without really reading it, absently telling the waiter to give Lestrade whatever he wanted.]