Even if Ginsberg were to take notice of Ned's avoidance of the leaves, he wouldn't think anything of it. Not everyone likes having leaves kicked at them, after all, and some people are allergic. He's too busy watching the patterns they make to notice the way Ned shies away from them, though, and once they're in the museum, he's not thinking about leaves at all, because, in his characteristic exuberance, he's already thinking about all the art he wants to see.

At Ned's selection, he nods eagerly, and starts off in that direction quickly. He knows the museum fairly well, although it changes from year to year, depending on the exhibits. "Good choice," he says, "That's not something I can get punched about. I don't think. Maybe I shouldn't underestimate my ability to get punched for just about anything."

And art can be a controversial subject, he knows. On the way to the room of Ned's choosing, he slows down to look at the Greek and Roman statues that are on display in some of the hallways. Gesturing at them, he smiles. "My problem with sculpture is that I always want to touch it," he admits, although he's obviously capable of restraining himself from doing so. "It just seems like I'd get a better understanding of what the artist was going for if it were all interactive like that."