"You look anxious," Connor noted as he sat across from me on the cracked leather couch. "Do I?" I asked as nonchalant as I possibly could. "Hey she's here!" Connor exclaimed. Like a dog hearing someone knock on the door I swung my head in the direction he was pointing. Of course, it was empty. I scowled, but Connor seemed to have enjoyed my reaction a little too much judging by his wheezing.