[Oh, look at him go. Ned makes a noise of surprise that's completely put-upon, like he has some snide remark ready to go about how he's finally being thrown off the Frye's secret train, but hmm—talking about other trains. Not bad, for something he came up with in half a second.]

Well then, I won't take up any more of your time with my loitering. [He straightens up from the shelf, taking a few steps toward the car door and patting the book at his side as he does.] I'll just take my spoils and go talk to myself about other trains, shall I?

[stare..........say it]