He hummed in agreement, he thought he'd heard that too. "I tend to order direct," he admitted. His order was too specialised generally to be bought in a shop. "He's always been really accommodating." He didn't exactly want to discuss the specifics of his potions regimen with Katie who didn't know the first thing about his PTSD as far as he knew.
He coughed through the sip of his drink hitting the back of his throat when Ginny asked about his next show. "I'm pretty caught up in trying to make my current project work at the moment. You know the nightmare thing? I've been having trouble trying to make my idea work, but fingers crossed I might finally have it. I'm part way through doing a test-run at part size."
"We, er, the studio tries to do one every eighteen months to two years," he said and shrugged. There were no plans to have a show this year which meant he could work on the nightmare project, and it mattered less about his slump after he'd broken up with Ophelia.