"I never arrested," he says, frowning thoughtfully. "Or seized, for that matter. And you're unlikely to find someone subjected to it more often. I wonder whether occlumency has a cushioning effect. Of course, there's the protectant, too, although I shouldn't have thought that would have any effect against an unforgivable."
"If you mean that place with the exceedingly strange menu, it was there a few days ago." He'd started to let Lucius take him there, but something in him had balked at that door. Too many strangers there to walk amongst without obscuring himself, too much noise. It's impossible to stand with Lucius and be obscure.