Emalyn gave another glance to the levitating Jake before clearing her throat and remembering what she was there for.

"Oh...oh, right." she tugged on her earlobe again. "Er - I had a potion about a question. I mean, I...had a question about a potion. Well, not a particular potion but I wanted to know if there WAS a potion for a really bad...muggle illness. Let's say - cancer, for example. Is there any remedy to a thing like that, sir?" she stuffed her hands in her pockets to keep them away from her earlobes for a minute. "I was looking up various potions but none were very...specific, I guess."

She busied herself looking around at the office and glancing at a slowly-floating-down-to-safety Jake. "Just you know, as an off hand question..." she added.