She only snapped out of it and stopped licking the cup to death when she head the door close. She looked over at the door suddenly before noticing that the older one had left. Then she looked over at Conner, who was looking back at her...before looking down at the cup. For someone who said they didn't want to enjoy it, the cup was looking pretty clean. Almost with a sense of embarassment, she set it down and slowly walked over to him. She might have looked like she was trying to remember something at the very back of her mind, "....connor...?" she asked tentively, unsure if that was his name.