"Yeah, they're real. I planted the ones in the tray myself, and now they're growing. Tell me you're impressed, go on."
The books went on the side table. The ancient computer thing went on the table with the plants, off to one side, and so did the paper, pens and pencils. The clothes went on one of the visitor's chairs. Soon enough, the bag was empty, so it got folded up and left on top of the clothes.
Looking back round at Tommy, he smiled to see him so interested in the little plant. "You want me to go so you lot can be alone, huh?"