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Robin: I know. I'm sorry. But you guys just don't understand. The fact that he kept the band going...that's impressive! I mean, I gave up my musical dream.

Barney: Which brings us to the most important piece of information from tonight.

Barney: So, Simon, how did you guys meet?

Simon: Oh, I was in her video.

Robin: Starred in it is more like it.

Simon: Well, once you win Mr. Teen Winnipeg, everybody wants a piece of the moneymaker.

Barney: I'm sorry. I've seen "Let's Go to the Mall" about a thousand times, and you, sir, are not in it.

Simon: No, I was in the other one.

Barney: There's another video?!

Barney: Robin, seriously, just make this easier on yourself and give us the tape.

Robin: No.

Barney: All right! You leave me no choice. From this moment on, I will spend every waking minute ching down this tape. I will not sleep. I will not eat. My life will be a living hell of search engines and overseas phone calls, chasing down something that possibly can't be found.

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Robin: Okay.

Marshall: It's just... It was so hard to watch, Robin. You're usually so cool.

Robin: I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm sitting next to Simon, and suddenly I'm 16 again.

Ted: Oh, it's actually a common thing. When you're around someone from your past, you kind of revert back to who you were when you knew them. There's not really a name for it, though.

Marshall: It's called "revertigo."

Ted: Yeah, I don't know about "revertigo."

Marshall: You know who gets really bad revertigo? Lily when she around her high school friend, Michelle.

Barney: Michelle? She sounds hot.

Ted: You don't know about Lily and Michelle?

Barney: No. What about Lily and Michelle?

Marshall: Oh, my friend, you are in for a treat. Hey, Lil?

in for a treat ‚ŕ‚Ä‚Č‚ˇ

Lily: What?

Marshall: You know, I was just thinking, we haven't seen your friend Michelle in a while.

Lily: Oh, yeah. I'll give her a call, see if she wants to hang out.

Barney: What... (stammers) Do they make out?

Marshall: Better.

Ted: Comparable.

Marshall: Comparable.

Robin: Whatever. It's over. I lost. I guess you, uh, you don't get second chance.

Robin: I got a second chance.

Lily: What happened?

Robin: He came by my place tonight...

Robin: Simon. What are you doing here?

Simon: I just feel like there's some unfinished business between you and me. Seeing you now... has made me realize that breaking up with you is the biggest mistake I made in my entire life.

Lily: Oh, I like where this is going.

Simon: I know this is crazy, and I'm only in town for a couple of days, but do you want to go on a date?

Lily: He asked you out?! Oh, step into my web, Simon.

Ted: The coup de grace.

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Barney: Finish him!

Robin: I'd love to!

Ted: Wait. You're going on a date with Simon? That Simon?The one we met?

Lily: Robin, this guy doesn't deserve a second chance. Not after the way he treated you.

Robin: That was ten years ago. People evolve. I mean, are you the same person that you were in high school?

Lily: Oh, hell, no!

Marshall: I think you're gonna enjoy this.

Lily: That my girl Michelle?

Michelle: Bitch, you know it!

Lily: How she livin'?

Michelle: She living only way she know how to. Large!

Lily: Oh, girl, you gots to get your drink on up in here.

Michelle: I'm hoping my big ass can hustle me up a vodka-Gatorade.

Lily: For reals.

Barney: I want her around all the time. I'd even consider not trying to sleep with her if that's what it takes. Guys, I've decided to seduce Michelle.

Robin: Yeah!

Simon: Guys, that was great. Let's take five. Hey, babe, did you like it after my bass solo when I flicked my pick at you?

Robin: That rocked.

Simon: Yeah. Uh, 'cause I'm gonna need that pick back.

Robin: Oh, uh, sure.

Simon: Um, I think it... It's cool. You'll find it later.

Robin: Oh, cool. I wish I didn't have to go to work in the morning.

Simon: Oh, but, babe, you got to go to work. You got to play our demo on your show.

Robin: Oh, well, you know, it's not a show. It's the news.

Simon: Right. So you can be, like "Hey, did you hear there's some news? There's a rad band you guys should check out." And then play it. Or just, like, the first three songs.

Robin: And now it's time for "Puppy Corner," some little angels looking for a new home, courtesy of the Midtown Animal Shelter.

Robin: Hey, a lot of puppies got adopted. Of course, a lot of the people calling in thought we were going to kill them.

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Marshall: Robin, your revertigo is really starting to affect your work.

Lily: What's revertigo?

Ted: It's a stupid, made-up word with no meaning.

Marshall: No. It's a phenomenon where, when you're around people from your past, you start behaving like them.

phenomenon Ž–Ű o—ˆŽ–

Lily: Oh. One example of that springs to mind. I think we all know what it is.

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Marshall: You do?

Lily: Yeah. Ted.

Ted: Me?

Lily: Whenever Ted's friend Punchy comes into town, it's like, all of a sudden, Ted's in high school again.

Ted: Okay, okay. First of all, his name is Adam Punciarello, and I don't do that.

Ted: Ooh. That must be Adam. 'Sup, Punchy?

Punchy: 'Sup, Shmosby?!

Ted: You want to go?

Punchy: I'm already there!

Ted: Dude, seriously, I'm sorry about your dad.

Punchy:Yeah, it was a real shock.

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