The lady opened and held the door for Selene, but did not follow her inside. She closed the door and the vehicle pulled from the curb and merged into the light, morning traffic.
Seated primly upon the seat at the opposite end of the car, hands resting comfortably upon the handle of an umbrella, Mycroft slowly turned his head once Selene was inside, and he raised a single eyebrow at her.
"I wonder if this is going to be a one sided conversation. Not that I don't mind. I rather tire of questions and accusations."