"I'd say that it might be an abuse of power but that I'd be inclined to accept the offer, so I don't really care if it's an abuse of power, but I'd also lay down the caveat that I have an incredibly low tolerance for alcohol and that if you give it to me, I'll probably say even more stupid shit, and eventually even you won't be able to deal with it, and you'll probably throw pie at me, too, and then I'll be two for two today."

He's not actually sure Ned seems like the pie throwing type. The guy makes the pies, after all, so he probably doesn't want to waste them. Then again, sometimes one has the overwhelming desire to throw one's own work -- Ginsberg had long had an unfortunate desire to pitch something out one of the office windows, just for the sake of doing so. Perhaps Ned has better self-control than that.

"In case that wasn't, um, an obvious acceptance, that's what it was."

This socializing thing is impossible. Will he ever truly get the hang of it?