At Ned's comment, he glances over his shoulder and laughs, abandoning his attempts to squeeze around the family and joining Ned in the far more deserted corner. "You know, if I didn't think people would look at us like we were crazy, I'd take you up on that offer."

Frankly, he wouldn't mind being looked at like he was crazy -- he's pretty sure people're looking at him like he's crazy all the time anyway -- but he's also pretty certain that Ned isn't actually going to pick him up in public, as amusing as it would be. He peers into the display case, nodding a little. "I don't like this stuff as much as I like the animals," he admits, "This just reminds me how messed up people are."

It's probably a cynical viewpoint, but somehow, he doesn't think Ned'll disagree. There's a moment of silence, and then the large family is walking in their direction, talking about the exhibits. Ginsberg tries to ignore them, but he's perpetually inclined to listen in to other peoples' conversations, and his attention is immediately caught by something the father of the family is saying, something lazy and insulting about 'inter-tribal conflict.'

Ginsberg turns his gaze on Ned, shaking his head, not bothering to keep his voice down when he responds, assuming Ned's overheard what he's overheard. "Can you believe the shit some people say?" he demands, knowing, and not caring, that the tourist family will know he's talking about them.