Pills N Potions
Max walked up to Rowling who was stuffing sausage rolls into his mouth with his left hand while the right one punched the keyboard. One thing he likes about the guy is when he sets his mind to something, he won't spare a glance at anything else that is not directed toward his goal.
He is a genius and he loves how he focuses his attention on one thing until he gets it right, although Max's easy-to-distract eyes can never get glued on one thing for even a second.
"Hey, man, I trust your little brain is working on something. What have you got?" Max put both hands on his shoulders and squeezed fondly.
"I don't think you are stable enough to take good news. So don't get excited and retire back inside. I hate that my partner is already taking a break when she's just getting started." Rowling tried to talk between munches on the sausage roll.