She was in luck when it came to his beloved Converse shoes. Unbeknownst to him, the laces twisted together and became his literal downfall. If this was the end of his song, he would be terribly cross to end it in such an undistinguished manner. Given that he was such a hyper energetic soul, he had been moving briskly about and so hit the ground in a less than graceful fashion.
Recovering quickly all the same, he turned over on his rump to look in amusement at his shoes tied mysteriously together. With a loud laugh, he leaned forward to undo the hazard to his gait, but remained on the floor with a bemused expression.
"Masterful! Go on!" As his chuckling died down, he looked around curiously. "Who did that? I've got to shake your hand at the very least!"