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Marshall: We're just hanging out."

Lily: Just hanging out? Not good enough.

Marshall: Not good enough!

Ted: Can anyone here tell me what this class is really all about?

A boy: Economics?

Ted: Don't laugh. He's not... He's not entirely wrong. An architect must be economical in his use of space, so... well done. Looks like someone's building towards an A.

Marshall: "We're seeing where things are going."

Lily: I'll tell you where things aren't doing... out of that bedroom. Not good enough.

Marshall: Not good enough!

Ted: You... Why do you want to be an architect?

Student: I don't want to be an architect.

Ted: Yes, exactly. It's not something you want to be. It's something you need to be. You don't have a choice, right? None of you has a choice. No questions!

Marshall: "We're Barnman and Robin." Come on, you got to admit, that's kind of fun, Lily.

Lily: Not... good enough.

Marshall: Not good enough!

Ted: So if any of you have even the slightest inclination to do anything with your life other than become an architect, you're wasting my time and yours. There's the door... You can go. I'm serious. Get out, now. Wait... Don't... all leave! Architecture's fun! Look! I brought a hacky sack!

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Other professor: Sorry I'm late, everyone. My name is Professor Calzonetti. This is Economics 305. You may return to your seats.

Ted: Sorry, sir. This is... Architecture 101. Who invited their dad, right?

Professor: Young man, for the last 28 years, Economics 305 has been taught right here in building 14, room 7.

Ted: Euh, yeah, but, I'm sure 200 architecture students and their professor all got the room wrong.

Student: T-Dawg, you're in the wrong room, bro. Everybody laugh.

Ted: Kids, out of my way! Sorry. Coming through. Excuse me. Coming through.

Lily: 20 minutes late on your first day? That's rough.

Ted: Yeah, but here's the funny thing. By that point, I didn't have time to think about what kind of teacher I was going to be. I just got up there and talked about architecture. And it was kind of great.

Lily: That's awesome, Ted.

Marshall: Congratulations, buddy.

Ted: Thanks.

Robin: Nice job, Ted.

Barney: Hey, Ted, door five! Were you there?

Ted: Yeah, I got you, buddy. They still haven't had the talk?

Marshall: I think I know how to speed things up.

Robin: Not cool!

Marshall: Pancakes, fresh bacon. It is so yummy.

Robin: Dude, I'm starving. Let's... Let's just have the stupid talk. Come on.

Barney: Fine. But how do these things even work? What do we say?

Robin: Where do you see this relationship going? My God, that sounds so cheesy.

Barney: I know, right?

Robin: Totally. But hum... Where do you see this relationship going?

Barney: I don't know. I mean, it's not like I don't like you. I just haven't had a girlfriend for a long time. I hope that doesn't make you mad.

Robin: Mad? I feel the same way. I suck at relationships. I mean, except with Ted. He really got it right. I know it's a cliche, but... he really ruined me for other men.

Narator: Of course, I wasn't in the room for this conversation, but I have to imagine Robin said something like that.

Barney: Maybe we should go back to being just friends.

Robin: Maybe. But hum... I don't want to stop having sex.

Barney: Good. Me, neither.

Robin: Friends isn't gonna work.

Barney: We're not good at being friends. We're not good at being in a relationship. What are we good at?

Robin: I know something we're good at.

Barney: I don't know. If we're gonna do it again, I'm gonna need some Gatorade...

Robin: No,not that. Lying. Think about it. We spent the whole summer lying about being just friends. Why not just keep lying?

Lily: Really?

Robin: Really. We sat down. We had the talk. Barney's my boyfriend now.

Barney: And Robin's my girlfriend. I know it sounds nuts, but it feels good to say.

Robin: We're both afraid of commitment but... the fact is, we also can't live without each other.

Barney: And if the alternative is not being together, then it's worth taking this risk 'cause... she's awesome.

Robin: And he's awesome. He looks nice in a suit.

Barney: She can handle her Scotch.

Robin: He's my boyfriend.

Barney: And she's my girlfriend.

Marshall: Good enough!

Robin: She bought it.

Barney: Hook, line, and sinker. We are good.

Robin: Totally. So, you want to get some breakfast?

Barney: You know, brunch actually does sound kind of good.

Robin: Well, lead the way, sweetie pie.

Barney: Flugelhorn?

Robin: Yeah, that felt wrong.

Ted: You do realize they were lying, right?

Lily: No, Ted, they don't realize they weren't lying.

Marshall: Hello. Hello. Good evening. Hello. Don't get up. Didn't we meet on a yacht? Hello. What? Did I not tell you guys that it was Tuxedo Night? Doesn't feel very good, does it?

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