"Yeah, he knows you exist," he says, like it'd be completely laughable that he wouldn't know. He doesn't share everything with his father -- not even close, when it comes right down to it -- but he does tend to tell him about his friends, what few friends he has. His dad knows about the people from the office, like Stan, and Peggy (who he'd met firsthand) and Don, and he also knows about the precious few friends Ginsberg has from elsewhere (which really just boils down to Ned, if he thinks about it.)

"He knows we're friends. He knows we met because I went to your pie shop and you saved me from disaster. I didn't tell him what kind of disaster, but he's eternally grateful to you for helping me out of a bad situation, which is about the way I put it, so he likes you. From what he's heard of you. I mean, I haven't told him everything about you. That'd be weird."

He doesn't necessarily think the question is awkward, although he's worried, for a moment, that Ned will think that this means he's told his father details that shouldn't be revealed to anyone. Then he dismisses the fear. He wouldn't have dragged Ned into that horrible little store and hidden the both of them if his father knew about it. He shoves his hands back into his pockets.

"Now that we're done hiding, I could use some coffee. Or some hot chocolate. Or some tea. Or something to warm myself up. You want something? There're about a million places around here, and we don't have to stay there, we can get something to go and keep walking. I guarantee my dad won't be in any of them. He hates spending money if he doesn't have to."