To: Gregory Lestrade (16:33)
I am sure the envelope is already in analysis. Anything yet? Fingerprints? Origin of the stamp? Sender? Post office? Why am I doing your job, Lestrade? -SH

To: Gregory Lestrade (16:45)
Lestrade, I'm waiting. Ballpoint pen & envelope = hurry up. Don't make me spell the name for you. -SH

To: Gregory Lestrade (16:46)
M-O-R-I-A-R-T-Y. -SH

To: Gregory Lestrade (16:59)
Really? Half an hour of nothing? I hope there is a good explanation for this. -SH

To: John (16:59)
Are you OK? When can I expect you home? -SH

To: SECRET (17:00)
My, Lestrade is being a bore. Tell me you have any updates. I know you know more, don't make me wait just because of your ego. -SH

From: John (17:02)
all good here. dont set fire to anyth till im home. if ure tired dont wait up. back at 9.

To: John (17:04)
Of course not. Last time was an accident. I'm here when you come home. -SH

To: Gregory Lestrade (17:08)
Is Anderson on forensics today? It's the only explanation for this ridiculous wait. You should fire him, you know. Updates eagerly awaited, but I really shouldn't have to tell you this. -SH

To: SECRET (17:12)
I have a right to know, and you know it. Send a mail. More room for details. And hurry up, I'm bored. Really, the efficiency of politicians these days is not up to scratch. -SH

From: John (17:39)
I know. I'll bring milk. ;-)

To: Gregory Lestrade (17:56)
I may have fallen asleep, but that's no excuse for you. So you can't even analyze an envelope these days? I don't know why I still put up with you. Is this your revenge for this victim I scared in the last case? Because that would simply be childish. Even for your standards. -SH

To: SECRET (19:02)
Mycroft, je ne le trouve pas amusant. Info. Mail. I'm waiting. And no, the PM is no excuse. -SH

To: Gregory Lestrade (19:03)
Moriarty. Moriarty. Moriarty. MORIARTY. God, you are useless. Send me back the envelope. Need it for my own tests. -SH

To: Gregory Lestrade (21:27)
If you still want the solution to the Gondert-case I'd better get a text soon. -SH

To: Gregory Lestrade; SECRET (23:28)
All right. I understand. Don't count on us in the future. I'll go to bet. MORIARTY. This is just childish. You are grown men. You should be ashamed of yourselves. -SH