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Ted: I can't believe you, of all people, are saying this.

Lily: Why?

Ted: No reason.

Marshall: Robin, the point is, what are you doing? I mean, this guy?

Robin: Okay, you want the truth? Yeah. I like Simon. I do. We have fun together.

Lily: Oh, we know you do, honey, but we're worried about you.

Robin: You're worried? Okay, hold on. Is there any version of this conversation where you guys don't sound like my parents?

Lily: I don't know. Is there any version where you don't sound like a 16-year-old?

Robin: That's exactly what my mom would say.

Lily: No. If I was your mom, I would say, "We forbid you from seeing this boy."

Robin: Lily!

Lily: No, I'm sorry, but it's for your own good.

Robin: This is my life! You guys just don't get it! You've never felt the way that I feel!

Marshall: Now, now. We were once young and in love, too.

Robin: Yeah, like, a billion years ago.

Lily: You've been drinking, haven't you?

Robin: Yeah, we all have. You bought the last round.

Lily: You're not going to that show tonight!

Robin: Oh, yes, I am, and you know what else? Tonight, after the show, Simon and I are going all the way.

Lily: Young lady, get back here! Thanks for your help.

Ted: Hey, so, today at work...

Marshall: Not now, Ted!

Ted: Geez.

Robin: Oh, hey, Simon. Great show. You guys still rock.

Simon: Yeah. They totally dug my bass solo. Man! Why can't I always feel this alive?!

Robin: God, I just love seeing you so happy.

Simon: Yeah. About that. Listen, babe. It's over.

Robin: What?

Simon: I'm getting back together with Louise Marsh.

Robin: What? You're kidding me. You're breaking up with me? Again? F-For the same ex-girlfriend? In the same van? What is it? Her-Her parents got a pool? Is that still the reason?

Simon: Well, her folks did just put in a Jacuzz.

Ted: Well... I'm sorry, Robin.

Robin: I'm fine, really.

Lily: Oh, Robin, I'm gonna tell you for real. Simon's a dog. You feel me, Chelle?

Michelle: Mm-hmm, for reals. He a scrub.

scrub ‚‚܂ç‚Č‚˘‚â‚Â

Lily: Mm. True that. I'm gonna get me my champagne and grape soda on.

Ted: So, how's Columbia?

Michelle: Great! I'm almost done with my dissertation. Hmm. I'm getting a PhD in behavioral psychology.

dissertation ˜_•ś behavioral psychology s“ŽS—Šw

Robin: Um, can I make an observation?

make an observation ˆÓŒŠ‚đq‚ׂé

Michelle: Oh. I know. Whenever I'm around Lily, she just brings out that side of me. There's a psychological term for the phenomenon.

Marshall: Revertigo?

Ted:No.

Michelle:Actually, it's associative regression. You see, the neural pathways that... Oh, no, you did not just put on my jam!

associative ˜A‘z‚Ě regression ‰ń‹A

Lily: Oh. Put your hands up, girl!

Narator: One by one, we all had to go home. Soon, it was just Robin.

Barney: All right. I can't find your video. I've wasted three days tr... What's the matter?

Robin: Uh... Simon dumped me in his van after the show.

Barney: Yeah, Robin, that was, like, ten years ago.

Robin: No, tonight.

Barney: Ooh. Really? Oh! Oh, come here.

Robin: It's just... when I was young, I was so... vulnerable and-and open to things, you know? And... I guess I just... I wanted to feel that way again. I wanted to be 16 again.

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Barney: Robin, that is the stupidest thing I've ever heard come out of your mouth. You want to be 16 again? I have watched your first Robin Sparkles video 1,000 times, and it's not because I'm proud of you as a friend. It's because you were totally, totally lame back then. But now, come on. Pa-cow! You're the most awesome person I have ever known. Well, second most awesome.

Robin: Right. Of course, the-the first being you.

Barney: No. No. The first is this guy who lives in a place called the mirror. What up?! I'm saying that you are way more awesome than Simon ever will be.

Robin: Barney, do you want to come back to my place?

Barney: Your place?

Barney: Are you sure you want to do this?

Robin: Yeah. I am. Let's just not tell anyone about this, okay?

Barney: Of course. So, should I just put it in?

Robin: Yeah, why not?

Robin: This was my big artistic follow-up to"Let's Go to the Mall." It kind of tanked.

tanked ‚Đ‚Ç‚­Œ‚Á‚˝

Barney: Is that Tiffany? It's everything I want it to be and more.

Robin: Oh, I'm so glad.

Barney: Is that Alan Thicke?

Robin: Yeah.

Barney: You know, if you re-edit it, there's a tampon commercial in here somewhere. Do you see how lame you were back then?

Robin: Yeah, you're right. I was lame.

Barney: Totally lame. Ugh. And, of course, the robot makes an appearance in the sad love ballad.

Robin: He was my sidekick. He had to be.

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Narator: And so they watched it again... And again... And again. They watched it over and over that night until finally... they stopped watching.

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