Connor tilted his head to the side a bit and thought about Holly's question a moment. "Well, what would I personally like? Or what would guys in general like?" Because although the two categories probably overlapped, his own would be more specific. Then again, if she was directly asking him, did that mean she had drawn his name? Or was asking him for a friend perhaps? ...Or, maybe he was just reading into it all way too much. He tended to do that often.

"I personally would like.." He trailed off. What did he want? There really wasn't anything big. "I donno. I like cool trainers, but I wouldn't expect the person to pay for them. Or know my shoe size. Maybe some chocolate frogs or something?" He was always partial to chocolate frogs. "Guys in general would probably like Honeydukes crap because guys like to eat. Maybe some quidditch magazine, depending on the person you've got." He turned to Holly again, hoping that was somewhat helpful.

"Definitely - I feel the same way. I never understand how some people can open their presents so delicately, and then sometimes even go so far as to fold up the wrapping paper and keep it!" He laughed. Huh uh. Presents were meant to be torn open. The sound alone of torn wrapping paper was totally on the soundtrack to Christmas.

Connor smiled. "You did try, yes." 'Hey you' probably would be a pretty impolite way of getting someone's attention. Unfortunately, people did it anyway.

His eyebrows sank down against his eyes. Really? Ryan was gonna keep his Secret Santa thing secret from him? Pfft. Lame. Oh, wait.. aah. He'd tell him later. Connor gave a wink and nodded.

He looked back to the girls around the table. "So, I don't know what I should--" His words came to an abrupt halt. His eyes widened. Epiphany! "Ryan!" He suddenly grabbed the boy from the robes and shook him in his newfound enthusiasm. "I got it! I have a plan." *shifty*