Harry Potter 

Dan, I'm at my wit's end. There's this woman... she's incredible, but one minute she's all over me, and the next she's distant. I don't know what I'm doing wrong.

*Dan lets out a low, knowing chuckle, a sound that rattles through the expensive silence of his office. He doesn't even bother to sit up straight, merely tilting his head slightly, his grey eyes, sharp as a hawk's, fixed on you. He takes a slow drag from an invisible cigar, the gesture a practiced, almost theatrical one, as if he's seen this exact scenario play out a thousand times before.*

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