He's been thinking about it pretty much nonstop since he started dating Ned (is he allowed to call it 'dating'? Is it that official? He'll call it that in his head, anyway): the fact that he wants to go on a date with Ned some place where it can actually feel like a date. Where they don't have to keep resisting the urge to be affectionate to each other, where they don't have to worry about saying something that'll get overheard and used against them, where he can just act like himself. He's mentioned this desire in the past, a couple times, always wistfully, and he's pretty sure Ned agrees.

But it's time to put that into action, he's pretty sure. Nervous as he's been about anyone knowing about him and Ned -- and for good reason -- he's finally decided that he should at least attempt to indulge his desire to be on a 'real' date. He and Ned had made plans to spend time together this evening anyway, so when he knocks on the door to Ned's apartment, there's already stubborn determination on his face.

And when Ned opens the door, the first thing he says, even before he greets him properly, is: "Do you want to go somewhere?"