We'll get to that."

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Over the next couple of days, Barney and Robin continued to be happier than ever.And Marshall and Lily continued to fight.

I don't care if the dishes aren't done.Okay, if you care, you do it.

Great.Then I don't care if you have an orgasm.If you care, you do it.

I went 18 years without the touch of a woman.I can do it again.

You might have to.

And I continued to hear more bagpiping than the St.Patty's Day parade.

I don't know what to do.Lily and I have never had a fight this long.It's like I don't even exist.On Sunday morning, she made pancake, Ted.Pancake and bacon strip.

It's your own fault.You took relationship advice from Barney.

Well, maybe Barney has it all figured out.He and Ro-Ro are the best couple now.Lily and I have been dethroned.

dethrone Ž¸‹r‚ł‚š‚é

You know what, I'm not buying it.All that cutesy, lovey-dovey crap, that's not them.And I know for a fact that Robin hates nicknames.

cutesy ‚Š‚킢‚ą‚Ô‚Á‚˝

Thanks, Robbsy-wobbsy.

Yeah, I don't do nicknames.

Finished with the sports page, Sherbs?

Seriously, stop.

Hey, Robin, it's T-Mose.

Yeah, I don't like them on you, either.

Well, she obviously likes them now.And come on, somebody had to put an end to T-Mose.

put an end to `‚đI‚í‚ç‚š‚é

No, T-Mose was awesome.I'm thinking of bringing it back.

Bagpiping sounds a little different today.It's all echo-y.

Yeah.They're in the bathroom.I think they're bagpiping on the shower chair.

And just like that, I realized exactly how to get the real scoop on Barney and Robin.

Hey, Ted.How are Marshall and Lily?

I worry about those two, I really do.

You and your big, giant heart.

Okay, enough.The jig is up.

The jig is up –œŽ–‹x‚ˇ

Ted, whatever do you mean?

whatever do you mean ‚˘‚Á‚˝‚˘‚Ç‚¤‚˘‚¤‚‚ŕ‚č‚ž

Who's this guy?

We'll get to that.You see, I knew something was wrong.You two were too happy, too shiny, too nickname-y.Didn't add up.You two never fight?Horse apples.You fight all the time.

We'll get to that ‚ť‚Ě˜b‚Í‚ ‚Ć‚ž add up ’Ňĺ낪‡‚¤ Horse apples ‚­‚ž‚ç‚Č‚˘ě‚č˜b

How would you know that?

Phil told me.

Who the hell is Phil?

Your downstairs neighbor.

Hi.I'm Phil.12 B.

And he's heard everything.So Phil tells me that Ro-Ro and the Barnstormer have been fighting a lot.Care to explain?

Okay.Everything was going great.Our no-fighting techniques were working perfectly until we went on that ski trip last weekend.

So I showed Marshall that Lily's argument was bananas and now he'll never have to wash another dish.High two.

bananas “Ş‚Ě‚¨‚Š‚ľ‚˘

That's terrible advice.

What?You agree with Lily?You.

Oh, no.We're about to get in a fight, and I can't run away.

I can't take my clothes off.It's freezing up here.I'd get hypothermia.

hypothermia ’á‘̉ˇ

Maybe I can jump it?

Maybe just my pants?

This no-fighting thing is over, huh?

I think so.

How could you possibly I can't believe agree with Lily?

that you made Lily get in a fight about this!She's shorter than him!

And it didn't end there.We've been fighting ever since.

All those fights we kept not having, they all came back around.The bag of panties.

The tie Robin murdered.

The tiny camera I found in the headboard.

That's how a quarterback stays sharp.Monday morning, he sits on a bag of ice and studies the game tape.

stay sharp Œx‰ú‚đ‘ą‚Ż‚é

Barney, for the millionth...

You don't get to be using football analogies as good as I am and studying technique!

does not make it any less creepy.

I knew it!I knew you guys were acting too cute and perfect.

Look, we were just sick of everyone pointing out how crappy at relationships we both are.

Yeah, it was sort of nice to be the perfect couple for a minute.

I knew you were lying.You got to wake up pretty early to slip one by the T-Mose.

Stop it.

Marshall, dinner's ready.

Did you Did you make any for me?

No, but it's your favorite.

Hey.We need your advice.

So Barney and Robin told Lily and Marshall all about their fighting.And let's just say, that in comparison, their little dishes spat seemed pretty tame.And by the end, Lily and Marshall both had the same reaction.

spat ‚ł‚ł‚˘‚Č‚Ż‚ń‚Š‚đ‚ˇ‚é tame ‘ĺ‚ľ‚˝‚ą‚Ć‚Ě‚Č‚˘

I'll wash my dishes right away from now until the day I die.

I don't care when you wash the dishes.But if it's something cheese-based, like a nice ziti, at least soak it, okay?

soak Z‚ˇ

Of course, baby.

I love you.

I love you, too.

See?Right there, how did you just do that?How'd you just fix everything?

I don't know.I guess sometimes you just have to set your ego aside.

Yeah.And remember that the love that you have for that other person is way more important than winning.

More important than winning.

Stop, stop it.Seriously, what's the secret?

Okay, look, the honeymoon period may be over, but now you can get into the real stuff.And honestly, that's the best part.

Good night.

So what do we do now?

I guess we got to start talking more and get into the real stuff.

Yeah.Or there's a bench in the elevator.

That's better.Hey, so what if we're not the best couple in the world?

Totally.It's not a competition.

We win!

Best couple in the world!

Whoo!

Yeah!

Guess what?

These glasses are plastic.So we can just throw them away.That means no dirty dishes in the sink.

You're dirty.Maybe I should leave you in the sink.

And once that first argument got worked out, all those other arguments, well, they got better, too.

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