"Ah. Different part of the city altogether, then." He nodded, understanding. Took a sip of his own tea and used the very best of his secret agent training (you try going through SOE training and not coming out thinking you're Sherlock Holmes, especially if you've got that coat - he did not, regrettably, have the hat) to refrain from grimacing at the taste, which was... well, less than refined. He preferred the tea back home. Ah, well, it would wait for him. Hopefully.
"The Times, really?" That certainly for his attention. Not just anyone who happened to be from home, then. "That explains why you'd remember that old article," he mused aloud.