"You're not making assumptions." He has to establish that, first and foremost. Ned can hear himself speaking faster than normal, out of nerves, but he can't really do anything to slow down, "I wasn't being clear. Again. I'm not... really in the habit of extending invitations like that, so I'm not really sure how to- put it. But yes. I was inviting you. If you're interested."

Ned has a grin to match Ginsberg's, shakes his head, "Is it bad if I say that... it's nice, not needing to act like I'm sure of everything and know exactly what to say and do? Don't get me wrong, I'd like to be the kind of guy who could come in with a suave line that would sweep you off your feet, but suaveness and sweeping have never really been specialities of mine."