Dates are difficult, and he doesn't exactly have an easy time planning them. After way more consideration than purely necessary, he'd finally decided on the Museum of Natural History, figuring that it was the perfect place for a date -- somewhat quiet, somewhat interesting, and not a place that would make anyone assume they were actually on a date, even if they were. Besides, he has to admit, there's a little part of him that really wants to impress Ned, too, and museums have a certain intellectual flare to them.

There's also something to be said for the fact that the Museum of Natural History is just cool. Maybe it's juvenile, but he likes the animal dioramas and the dinosaur skeletons, and he already knows he can have good conversations with Ned. That's why he's practically pressed up against the glass of a display case filled with taxidermy animals from the savannah in it, amazed at just how lifelike everything looks -- no need to hide his enthusiasm for strange things around Ned, because Ned's already well aware of how strange he is. He's tried his best to dress nicely for the date, though, in a red suit jacket and a pink button down shirt, and he thinks he looks pretty nice.

"C'mere, look at this. How do you think people get a job doing this? I mean, not the taxidermy animals thing, just the putting together these exhibits thing. That'd be fun, I think. Maybe. Although there's only so many ways you can reorganize the exhibit before you get bored with it, I guess. I should probably stick to advertising."