"Hi," he says, having explored Ned's kitchen well enough, at least, to make coffee and find coffee cups. He pours them both a cup of coffee, suddenly feeling a little underdressed, considering that Ned's got real clothes on now. Trying not to let any sense of awkwardness show, he holds Ned's cup out to him.

"I don't know how you like your coffee," he apologizes preemptively, "I mean, I don't really know a lot about you, actually. I'd like to. Know more, I mean. And yeah, you woke me up. Well, not exactly. I didn't wake up until I noticed you were gone, because I got cold. I guess I got used to you being there. But it's okay, it was time to get up anyway. Maybe I should go put some pants on."

It seems that the chattering tendency is still alive and well, even before he's had his morning coffee.