Ned flushes a little more with pleasure at Ginsberg's remark about liking whatever's gotten into him, biting the inside of his lip to keep from grinning too much.

For all that Ginsberg seems to expect the detail about living with his father will make him seem young or uncool, it doesn't seem to deter Ned one bit. "Why would make you unexciting?" Ned asks. "I've only known you for half an hour but you already seem like a very interesting person to me. I'm a baker, and you're a writer at some fancy ad agency. Doesn't that automatically make me the less intriguing one?"

He grins a little, liking the idea of making it a competition, which of them is the least interesting. "You write ads for an airline company, and I've never even been in an airplane."