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"Hey, it's Barney. I guess you're still wrapping up your obscenely early morning show. I was gonna bring you breakfast, but since you're not there, I guess I'll just have to eat it myself. See you at the bar."
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"Yeah right, Scherbatsky. I don't owe you anything. I bought that food out of the goodness of my heart, and you couldn't even be there to accept it? If anything, you owe me $6.50 and ten minutes of standing in line. In fact, I can think of exactly how you could make it up to me…"
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"You're a cruel woman, Sparkles."
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"…Seriously, though. We're still on for tonight, right?"
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"Shit! Robin, I just remembered I have a meeting with the North Koreans tonight."
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"I'm afraid that information's classified. And no, I can't just bail. Trust me, neither of us want to be on those guys' bad side. Anyway, if you weren't such a prude about doing it in the studio, we wouldn't have this problem."
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"Come on, they wouldn't fire you just for having sex in a storage closet. Besides, I know that turns you on. You'd just love to have your boss walk in and catch you with my fingers up your–"
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Ted doesn't check the answering machine anymore.