And I'm honored. [Jacob won't comment on trust. He thinks he's a reliable person and he really doesn't get why anyone else would think otherwise, and with how many drinks he'd had... he'd go off on a tangent. Instead, he just offers one of his stupid smiles.]

I'll let you in on a secret, Ned. I don't either. [Is that all that surprising? He can't tell.] You're probably the... only [second, but,] person in London that can say they've kissed Jacob Frye.