Part three: In which Mycroft gets apprised of current events and remains completely neutral.
She snickered.
When Mycroft glanced up, though, his assistant's face was blank. "I think you had better take a look at this, sir," she said.
She carefully relinquished her phone into his grasp and he stared at the screen for some moments, quietly.
He snickered.
When she looked up, though, his face was blank, portraying nothing but a slight wrinkled brow. "I suppose," said Mycroft, "that we should congratulate Mr. Moriarty on abandoning a life of crime and becoming a respectable citizen. A fruit basket, I think, is in order. Have one delivered to Mr. Moriarty's flat."
"Of course, sir."
Mycroft took up his newspaper and began to peruse it once more. Hidden behind the paper, his mouth began to twitch.