A look of genuine surprise flickers across Ned's face for just a moment, because 'a really sexy piemaker' isn't exactly how he was expecting to be described. It's not that he's unaware of the fact that certain people seem to find him attractive, but sadly they are often not the sort of people he wants to spend time with, not the sort of people he's this (relatively) comfortable speaking to.
He supposes that the whole scenario he's supposed to be picturing, with Ginsberg's dad interrogating him, is meant to seem unpleasant. "You could always tell him that you had a good date, right? He doesn't need to know it was your second one. Or that it was with... someone like me."
Even though he's only been sipping at it, Ned finds that his glass is empty again. He feels that characteristic loosening of his muscles and his thoughts, making him bold.
"Lemme guess, if you didn't come home until morning, he'd already be putting up missing posters?" From the sound of it, the man is a bit protective. Ned thinks that sounds rather nice, actually, but Ginsberg doesn't look like he agrees. There's also a hint of suggestiveness, to that question. Testing the ground, at least.
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He supposes that the whole scenario he's supposed to be picturing, with Ginsberg's dad interrogating him, is meant to seem unpleasant. "You could always tell him that you had a good date, right? He doesn't need to know it was your second one. Or that it was with... someone like me."
Even though he's only been sipping at it, Ned finds that his glass is empty again. He feels that characteristic loosening of his muscles and his thoughts, making him bold.
"Lemme guess, if you didn't come home until morning, he'd already be putting up missing posters?" From the sound of it, the man is a bit protective. Ned thinks that sounds rather nice, actually, but Ginsberg doesn't look like he agrees. There's also a hint of suggestiveness, to that question. Testing the ground, at least.