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Waiter: Champagne?

Robin: Um, we didn't order champagne.

Waiter: Compliments of the house.

Compliments of the house “X‚Ě‚¨‚˛‚č‚Ĺ‚ˇ

Ted: Wow. Thanks. Cheers.

Robin: And there, sitting at the bottom of my champagne glass is...

Lily: Mini quiche. You're a mega-douche.

douche ‘ĺ‚΂ŠŽŇ

Barney: Oh, that's right, they moved that table back toward the kitchen, because that's where they're setting up a surprise chocolate fountain. Oh, no, I gave it away.So what was in the glass?

give it away ”é–§‚đ˜R‚炡

Ted: Right. So the waiter comes up with two glasses of Dom. He says, "Champagne?" "We didn't order any champagne." "Compliments of the house." "Wow."

Barney: You said that already!

Ted: Right. So Robin looks down, and there at the bottom of her glass...

Robin: Is an engagement ring.

Man: Anything you want to say to the bride and groom?

Barney: Don't get married.

Man: Why don't I come back.

Barney: An engagement ring?No. No, no, no, no, no, no. Ted, you cannot do this to me. No. No, no, no!

Ted: That's what she said.

Robin: No, no, no, no, no. Ted, you cannot do this to me. No. No, no, no.

Ted: What are you talking about?

Robin: This. This is what I'm talking about. What is this doing in my champagne? Oh, God, listen... I just got to get out of here.

Ted: That's not mine.

Robin: What?

Ted: That's not mine.

Robin: Then whose is it?

Man: It's mine. Janna... will you marry me?

Janna: Yes.

Robin: Wow. That was hilarious. I was like... what? Anyway.

hilarious ‘ĺŠě‚Ń‚Ě

Ted: What the hell was that?

Robin: What the hell was what?

Ted: That reaction?

Robin: I thought you were proposing to me.

Ted: Really? Because it sounded like you thought I was trying to set you on fire.

set on fire `‚đ”M‹ś‚ł‚š‚é

Robin: Ted, you know how I feel about marriage.

Ted: Now more than ever.

Robin: I'm sorry, were you planning on proposing tonight?

Ted: No.

Robin: Then why is this an issue?

Ted: Because even though you don't want to get married, I'd like to think the fact that we've been together for a year, and that we love each other might get me a gentler reaction than, "No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. "Ted, you cannot do this to me. "No. No, no, no."

Robin: Okay, you're right, I just... freaked out. I don't know why. I'm sorry. Can we please just let it go?

Ted: No.

Marshall: Hey, Stinson. Never lie to a man about a chocolate fountain.

Robin: So did you guys find anything to eat?

Lily: I had four strawberries.

Ted: Was there a side of champagne with each of the strawberries?

Lily: Yes.

Marshall: Lily, you could have burped or said the word "Yes," but the fact that you did both is exactly why I married you.

Lily: Oh, look, more strawberries!

Barney: So what happened next?

Robin: Ted, don't do this.

Ted: No, seriously. Where do you see yourself in five years?

Robin: Where do you see yourself?

Ted: Honestly, in five years... I probably want to be married.

Robin: And I probably want to be in Argentina.

Ted: Argentina?

Robin: Or Tokyo, or Paris. Look, Ted, I don't know where I'm going to be in five years. And I don't want to know. I want my life to be an adventure.

Ted: We have an expiration date, don't we?

Barney: Oh, my God. You guys broke up. You guys broke up. I can't believe it.

Ted: Barney... story's not over.

Robin: Can we please not talk about this here. Can we go home?

Ted: Yeah, of course. Uh, excuse me, I'm sorry about this. Can we actually...

Waiter: Oh, my God, it's you.

Ted: Wha... what?

Waiter: You're the son of a bitch who stole our blue French horn.

Ted: Run!

Barney: Run? Your strategy was run?

Ted: It was a perfectly good idea. They didn't have our credit card information. They didn't know us from Adam. I stand by it.

Robin: Yeah? And how did that work out for you?

Ted: I don't see why they had to keep my credit card and driver's license till we bring the horn back.

Robin: Well, come on, Ted, can you blame them?

blame ”ń“‚é

Ted: Look, I'm sorry about the French horn. I want to make this right. So what we're going to do right now is, we're going to run!

Ted: So... Argentina.

Robin: Argentina.

Ted: Why is this the first I've heard of Argentina?

Robin: Mmm, American schools suck at geography. What would be the point in telling you that I want to live in Argentina? You don't want to live there.

Ted: I could want to live in Argentina.

Robin: No, you couldn't. I mean, you life is here and your career. I'm a journalist, my career could take me anywhere, and I hope it does.

Ted: Hey. I could be an architect anywhere, too. They have buildings in Argentina. And Paris. And even Tokyo. I don't know if you ever saw Godzilla, but he wasn't knocking down a bunch of tents.

Robin: So, what? You're saying you want to move to Argentina?

Ted: Well, I always regretted not taking a year in college to live abroad. I just finished a big project at work. I got some money saved up. If ever there were a time in my life to do something like this, it's right now. Let's move to Argentina.

Robin: Oh, shut up.

Ted: You're scared I might not be kidding.

Robin: Aren't you?

Ted: Nope. Your move, Scherbatsky.

Robin: Okay. Let's do it-- let's move to Argentina.

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