[... Honestly, there are times that Mycroft wants to throttle Gregory Lestrade. This is one of them. Pay attention, you idiot. This is all for you. Instead he sighs.]

You're welcome. [A tad dryly.] I suppose.

[He puts his napkin down, and turns his menu, pointing to what he wants.] If the waiter returns, I would like that, thank you. If you'll excuse me for a moment?