"Maybe busy? Or maybe he's like Lily. She is all... " Connor swallows, then hunches over and holds up wiggly fingers like a threatening crone witch as he hisses, "WHO DARES DISTURB MY TEA PARTY?"
Back in his normal voice, "But then if you DON'T go by, she's all... " Now he has a hissy pout. "I might as well decay and die forever, you don't care about me..."