Robin's POV:
Ok. So Barney went to a strip club. Who cares? So he checked out other girls and thought about them in the way that he should only think of me. It's not like I'm jealous. It's not like I'd like to slap him and those girls (even look-a-like Lily) in the face right now. It doesn't matter that I'm not enough for Barney. It doesn't matter that he isn't happy enough with me to not need other woman. I don't care. I don't even mind that instead of spending time with me he went to stare at other girls. I don't care that he doesn't get that we're dating now and that changes everything… even if it's pretend dating. Oh well, it doesn't bother me. It doesn't bother me in the slightest. It is easy to ignore that he thinks this is no big deal. It doesn't scare me to imagine him with any of those horrible strippers. I don't care. I don't care at all.
Oh God, I do care… a lot.
Barney's POV:
Ok. So I went to a strip club. Who cares? That's normal. All guys do that. It's not like I checked out other girls and didn't think of Robin. Robin was the only thing on my mind. She's always the only thing on my mind. In fact, she's the reason I went to the strip club. It was a lame attempt to experiment with these "feelings". It doesn't matter anyway. Robin doesn't care. This doesn't even bother her. She's totally cool with it. That's why she's the greatest woman ever. She's so perfect in every way. But that's beyond the point. It's not like I'd ever do anything with any of those strippers. I would never hurt Robin. I would never make any big mistakes to mess up this thing we've got going. She totally doesn't care if I go to strip clubs. She's fine with it. It doesn't bother her. She's only saying it bothers her to play up the concerned girlfriend act, right? She's not serious. She doesn't care. She doesn't care at all.
Okay so maybe she does care... but only a little. She only cares a little.