"I don't know a lot about them either, but... that was the intention. Since your last one didn't turn out so well."

Ned gives a hesitant, small smile, relaxing ever so slightly, from frozen terror back to his normal level of mild discomfort and tension. Because... Ginsberg said he didn't have a problem with that. Not just in an abstract, we-can-still-talk-civilly way, either. But after that initial confusion, Ned wants to be absolutely sure.

"So you're okay with, um. With this?" Ginsberg had been at the pie shop with a girl, after all. And something about the way he asked makes Ned wonder, "I should've been clearer when I asked you, but, y'know, a guy's got to be careful about this kind of thing."