"Caffeine might help. Finish your other drink, I can make you some slightly weaker coffee. It should be fine now you have some food in you, not too harsh on your stomach."

He stops the water, dries off his hands as he crosses to the coffee machine -- Lily still stalking him close by his feet.

"Do you want to go home and change for the results?"

Just in case he wins he might want to look smart, after all.